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Solitude is overrated

Solitude, the echos in your house and the sound of your own heart beating. The 0 messages on your phone and being left with your own thoughts. I have enjoyed it for  too long but not anymore. When i grew up i didnt have a noisy house. No siblings running around and relatives who showed up were quickly paraded out. Thats the life that I enjoyed, but not anymore. The loneliness was always a friend of mine because it helped me find who I was inside.

I finally found the noise and in my house, the anwers to how was your day were quick in coming and the laughter from making fun of baby photos and I enjoyed it. Maybe it was that I already found who I was and it was with you that I found myself...I dont want to go back to that because.. solitude is overrated ..

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