being lonely is often necessary. only you can walk your own path. with or without others. sometimes you must leave all you know behind, leave what is safe and head into the uncertainty. like a pioneer risking it all in full hopes of finding something better, something brighter, to a somewhere you must go...
realize what is dear, only what's vital, and pack those necessities into your own covered wagon and head westward, or southward, or up into the mountains, or off to an island, or homeward bound...discover your path and take it, living every moment to the fullest along your journey...
sometimes you head down your path knowing without knowing it's where you need to go. not foreseeing it's going to isolate you from others, not knowing that your destination might be the most rewarding experience you've ever felt, but at the same time such a lonely place as you go it alone on the path to isolation...
sometimes when i'm alone, i feel i just don't have the time to waste time...and sometimes i feel so alone, i could cry...other times i cry because i'm so happy being alone...
i'm on my current path of isolation because i'm compelled to find my dream, her, the love of my life. to uncover my fairytale and live happily ever after with her. my dream is to be isolated from the world, alone with only her, so in love together that nothing else matters. but i long to finally find her, so i can finally get lost with only her and discover my dream...
"it's far better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone" ― marilyn monroe