Feeling Isolation

Some days, the isolation of writing can be nice and leave me feeling content with what I am working on.  On other days, there may be an interplay between feeling alone with oneself and alone with the absence of ideas. I admit that it can get quite lonely.  I dislike these days. It is so odd that I can bask in solitude on one hand and feel starved of the need for human interaction. 

Today is one of those days that the feeling of being out of human connection is gnawing at my innermost being. It's an echo-chamber. It's the darkened embers of a fire that is in it's last minutes, when there is a bit of smoke that says more about what was than what is. It's quiet. There is a deep sense of finality. 




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