The Fear of Being Alone.

There is nothing better then a new CD blaring through the speakers of my car as I leave the house with no destination. Just for an hour. All alone. To get away from the real world. And just think. Then towards the end of the drive comes the part where, without fail, I'm always searching for some sort of relief. I do this more often then most I'm sure. Because thoughts in my head are often repetitive and reoccurring. Maybe I'm just drowning in my own sorrow... Feeling sorry for myself. But the things running through my mind these days are all reason to sulk. That's the kind of alone I've always been good at. The kind that comes and goes depending on the time of year. They say: "Distance is not for the fearful, it's for the bold. It's for those willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough." With that being said here's to learning how to be alone. The kind of alone that doesn't require love or pain. The kind that allows you to take life just as it is. One day hopefully I can be content with what is thrown my way. How hard can it be?