Sometimes being alone is a good thing.
It provides you the silent moment of peace to reflect on yourself – your believes, your disbelieves, your words, your mistakes.
Being alone ain’t always bad. Some people actually work towards it.
The serenity that comes with the silence – it’s the chance where you can listen to yourself, without shame, fallacy, or deceit.
You can be true to yourself, and be honest for once as you reach down into your conscience and grab hold of it, peeling it like an onion, only to realise that there’s nothing in the center at all.
Everything you thought you did rignt was merely just a spoof of your own ego, and friends you think you had are merely a mirage of your own little vanity.
Sometimes, I like being alone.
It sharpens my mind to a whole new dimension.
