A precious moment alone.

Imagine that. At the moment, some 7 billion people inhabit planet Earth. But I cultivate close relationships with – well, maybe 20. That’s all. My limited world of friends. My inner circle. I  more or less go about ignoring the other 7 billion. I isolate myself. Like now. I’m alone. In my cocoon. Writing. Thoughts. Such as this. And it feels good. Living in isolation. Separate from the rest of the world. Gotta admit. It’s my favorite time. Because I’m unencumbered.  Really, a moment to treasure. Being alone. In solitude. –Jim Broede