Many people see being alone as a terrible thing. Though sometimes loneliness can get the better of us all I often wonder how this happens. Have we become so dependent upon others that when we are left to face ourselves we can't take it? The silence is almost piercing sometimes, but by no means have I ever considered myself to be dependent. And if I don't like being alone with myself for a long time, how could anyone else? Though this sounds all so horribly emo, I'm sure many can relate. It's not necessarily that I don't think I have entertaining qualities and I'm boring myself, or that I'm so deeply troubled in my mind that I don't like listening to myself think, it's just overwhelming sometimes to sit back and truly enjoy the solitude within one's self.
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