I’ve lived alone now for eight years. I’m not a naturally
sociable type, and I don’t need to work for an employer so I don’t have a day
job. The result is that I spend at least 99% of my time on my own. By the same
token, I err on the side of extroversion so I’m not a complete loner. That
means I get lonely sometimes, but the situation has advantages, one of which is
that it encourages a different focus on the nature of reality.
When a person is surrounded by family, friends, work
colleagues and fellow theatre goers/diners/sports enthusiasts etc, etc, the
surface reality is a constant distraction. Living as I do turns the eye inward
to the inner self, or outward to the stars and beyond.
And then you go mad.
But only if you have a sense of humour.
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