Time alone.

It be good for one to have some, but then again, how much is necessary? Quiet, something I enjoy a lot, but once again, how much is too much?

I wonder as time passes by if one can have too much? I find myself falling further into a silence trap. Socialization seems to be the furthest thing one wants to accomplish and yet at the same time one sits and wishes for it...odd.

When did everything get so complicated and so fuzzy? When did it become so painful to sit and stare at nothing, alone? What happened?

So much to view and yet it is hard to keep walking. May time bring strength.

Peace.