When Lonely Is Beautiful: The Case For Solitude

What I feel like I did every day, trying to leave my damaged self behind, except I was never too far away from where it all began.

Alyssa O Writes

“In nature, nothing is created, nothing is lost, everything is transformed.”

  ~Antoine Lavoisier

Sometimes, life begins to shift like a kaleidoscope, the brilliantly colored pieces constantly  breaking apart and tumbling into new patterns before I even had a chance to savor the last ones. Sometimes, I am barrelling between two continents in a tin can–  my heart existing somewhere in the ether between my two lives– I feel like human radio static, like Mike Teavee, and I never know quite how all the bits will fit back together on the other side. Or should they even? Do I want them too?

Sometimes the leap of faith starts to feel like a free fall.

Change is an inevitable part of the cycle of life, but it’s accelerated when you’re on an adventure, when you’ve chosen to live your life waving your wild tail in the lonesome wind. When you…

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