when domino’s gets delivered to a party i’m at
I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
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| — | Henry David Thoreau’s Walden |
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It’s amazing how you can look back at the past, and realize that something was crumbling right in front of your eyes all along, yet you were too blind to fathom it at the time. Love does that to you. I don’t quite know why, but being so insanely in love with someone can suck you in so much that you forget how to be alone. You get so completely absorbed in the sensation of love, and so consumed by the security of knowing that someone will always be there to fall back on, that you dismiss the fact that solitude is also an essential part of life. Sometimes, if you look back through pictures, you can see that as each day passed, smiles slowly became forced, and the love that once sparked, became habit. It transformed into some kind of routine followed for so long, that instead of elation, it brought strain, and a tiring belief that it had to be sustained under all circumstances. When this happens, it is no ones fault, sometimes people just change. Everyday people grow, except sometimes they grow in distance, rather than proximity. This doesn’t mean that the love and thrill that once burned so strongly was fabricated. It just means that life is a crazy journey that is full of peaks and plunges. And sometimes, in the absence of realization and explanation, something, or someone, can slowly slip out of your reach. Just because.
