Are you mad at me?

There’s nothing that I love more, or that brings me higher peace than simply being alone.  

No one to listen to. No one to talk to. No one to make eye contact with. It’s a bittersweet pleasure.  Sweet for me.  Bitter for friendships.  Bitter for relationships.

I go to sleep alone. I wake up alone. I take spontaneous day trips alone. I go hiking in the forest alone. I go to concerts alone. I spend the whole weekend in my apartment alone and never answer the phone.

Nothing gives me greater joy than never having to explain myself to anyone.

It’s sweet for me. It’s bitter for friendships. It’s bitter for relationships.