All by Myself…

…Just wanna be (to drastically paraphrase)

All by Myself.




A passion for solitude


With the sounds of the ocean

A smile in the mind

Because Hell

Is other people

And sand between the toes

Is feeling enough

I admire those

Comfortable with their thoughts

So take a step back

Away from my solitude

I will call you

When I crave the company

Of Wolves.


“After all this kind of fanfare, and even more, I came to a point where I needed solitude and to just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living,’ I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds…” – Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler