"Alone, I am drunk on my thoughts…."
"And that was what she often felt the need of-to think; well, not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself. … When life sank down for a moment, the range of experience seemed limitless."
- Virginia Woolf, from To the Lighthouse
Sorry, friends only. I need to rethink my life.....