I’m a walking paradox. I frequently long for social interaction, but when I receive it, I want solitude. It’s like my mind decides it’s hungry, and then halfway through eating a steak, I realize I want a salad. I’ve never really wanted a salad, but that’s the point. I don’t want to always want to be alone. I enjoy talking to people, sharing thoughts on their viewpoints of things. Always wanting solitude is a double-edged sword. I’m my most productive and creative when I’m alone. There’re no interruptions to distract me, I don’t have anyone breathing down my back, and I can … Continue reading 17. Solitude