The boyfriend of my roommate came to the decision that he no longer
needed a female companion, that he was embarking on a solitary journey
to find himself. And while this seems to be a thought thunk by so many
people suddenly confronted with adulthood and the subsequent questions
it may generate about identity and purpose, is it not ultimately an
excuse for boredom or perhaps discontent? When people find themselves
in a muddy wagon wheel rut they seek something dramatic in a hope that
it may define their existence or at least inspire it. And I cannot
blame him for being bored, for wanting more, and for being unsure
about the things that sit immediately before him. But I cannot help
but laugh in that superior kind of way I sometimes do when knowing no
amount of introduced drama will distill his disagreement with life. He
only needs to read a book, listen to some music, to discover that his
dilemma is the same that has plagued every other mortal being not
inoculated against the human condition. Inoculation comes only in the
form of insanity and sometimes defiance.
So I tell her, he might go searching for something he may never find
and he may think he has at some point found the answer to the
questions he can't ask, but his quest will never end and each time he
will push you to the wayside. If it were me, I'd move on because he is
the sort of person who is never happy with what he has. But she says
she loves him and what is love anyway, especially when not
reciprocated, it's really a questionable state of mind built solely on
ideals of the imagination.
Solitude seems much more simple.
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The problem with solitude is that you can't share its pleasures with anyone else.
(I am checking up on you. You sound good.)
But isn't one of the joys of solitude that you don't have to?
Solitude is way more simple. I think writing stupid comments makes me more solitudistic. Possibly I made up a word.
I went off on a big search to find myself once. Turned out I was right where I'd left myself the whole time.
Solitude is the was to go.
yes hide in an ivory tower.
smart princes know how to get up in there.
Very well written, I have at points wondered what it would be like to never be disapointed by another by not being with another. I did the single, no relationship thing fro awhile and relized that I like to have someone to make memories with, cause who will laugh with you about a vacation mishap or who will remind you that you are the best damn person on the planet. I still love to have time when it is just me, but I much prefer someone there for lifes journeys
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