A little excerpt from my actual journal
I seek solitude occasionally. Solitude allows for simple reflection, no interference from others, though reflection in itself can be interference. True solitude is unattainable once a person has contact with others because the memories of one person can stay with you and infiltrate your mind to the point of complete domination. You see the person, what they're wearing, how they look at you. You hear their voice resounding in your head. Their presence is so real that they appear to be in the room with you. Solitude is ruined by the visions. Solitude is forever tainted.
Perhaps it isn't solitude I seek, but merely the absence of contact with human beings. Contact is what kills me after all.
Perhaps it isn't solitude I seek, but merely the absence of contact with human beings. Contact is what kills me after all.