(squeezing in between the braless girls briefly - or is that briefless girls?

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I think aloneness, "solitude" is a beautiful thing. Beautiful things are created in solitude: masterpieces, arias, literature. I think solitude becomes loneliness if we ache for companionship but fail in getting it.
I think if we're choosing to be alone, to heal, to create, to get quiet, to rejuvenate then it isn't wrong.
If we find we're alone and withdrawing from friends, family, love (of any kind), if we're drawing the blinds, not answering the phone, turning companionship away and becoming paler and weaker, we've gone astray.
What others feel about us finding our "home" and carrying it "with us", instead of building it around us isn't any of MY business

(imagining being happy and unattached in my future)
I don't know, I'm thinking out loud right now.