Ron, of the blog fruitflyby, is evidently reading Smile at Fear: Awakening the True Heart of Bravery, by Chogyam Trungpa, on aloneness.
And I am re-reading a fellow poet's manuscript-in-progress--looks done to me!--while tonight's pizza cooks--looks done to me!--while my daughter and my parents are all dressed up and off to their respective homecoming events this evening. I just took a zillion pictures of boys and girls in a lovely park on this lovely fall evening. Ah, now it is dark and they are eating at Mandarin Gardens. And soon they will be dancing barefoot in the gym.
We are not alone. And I am never lonely.
But aloneness, yes, and solitude are lovely things sometimes.
