Maybe Paige was right. Maybe I don't know how to be single. But I don't think so. It's true that I can't bear to be alone, cut off. I need to know that I can reach someone in an emergency. The hermit's life is not for me. I'm by myself right now, but that's not what I mean. I can be alone physically. That's really nice sometimes. No, I believe the only way anyone can be truly lonely is when they are not loved. I can't bear that. That's my fear. I fear abandonment.
The circle goes round and round, it's the wheel of fortune and I need to find the leap of faith to see the band of hope. Some of us fall by the wayside, and some of us soar to the stars. Some of us sail through our troubles, and some have to live with the scars. What does it mean? Where does it go? Live toward the light at the end of the tunnel, but for now, can we hakuna matata?
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