I'm replenished.

The nicest thing about living alone is having the time to think. Without interruption. Tonight, I’m playing Bach. And thinking. About my Italian true love. About life. About solitude. About whatever comes to mind. It’s comforting. To feel alone. Doesn’t make me lonely. Because I’m always with spirits.  With my cats, too. With music.  And here I am, too, writing.  Anyway, I have appreciated solitude all my life. I like to be off by myself. Even when I’m living with people. Gives me opportunity to replenish myself. I feel very replenished tonight. –Jim Broede