Tuesday, August 17, 2010
alone
When I moved to France, I was often alone. Alone with my thoughts for the first time in many years. I came to revel in my alone time. I really found myself while being alone. I think that people fill their lives with things that don't bolster their true selves because they are afraid that the lives they live are not the lives they are meant to. You only figure out the important stuff when you spend time with yourself.
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