A Solitary Disposition

Solitude to me, is like dancing in the meadow.

Solidarity on the contrary, is like being confined in a prison cell.

Strange? I know.

It happens, from time to time.

& for the record, I hate it when people don’t give me my alone time/personal space. I don’t live for you, neither do I owe you a living. Give me a break and scram.

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