Nobody
Loneliness is necessary.
That essential space where I am with myself, after all the noise. There is no better place to walk through a wound and face it. There is no better place to let ideas overflow, to write, to connect and cross things out. To reconcile with my essence, with what I came into this world to do, and with who I am. Sometimes, loneliness finds me in a cold, silent space where I can stitch up broken dreams. Human warmth helps me embrace my solitude, and I love it, because that’s how I leave traces in the self-knowledge of self-love, depending on myself. Being with no one is everything in that moment. I love human beings. I am social by nature, but every time I’m alone with myself in my solitude, my superhero cape lets me hear my own whispers.
