So its been about a year since I moved to the island. A year of quiet, solitude, observing nature, introspection, and change.
No sirens
No constant drone of the city
No solicitors
Owls
Bats
Birds
The smell of the earth and the forest
I have spent quite sometime looking at the nature of myself, loneliness, and solitude.
It isn’t always easy, in fact its sometimes outright terrifying.
Being alone by choice has been illuminating, it has shown me who I am, my wants and desires, my fears and joys. When there is no one around to converse with, you end up conversing with yourself a lot. When there is no one around to blame you realize that everything is you. Sometimes I try and blame the dog, but then I remember that its just me.