remember/have seen that ancient episode of The Twilight Zone where the guy, who wanted nothing more than for people to leave him alone so he could read in peace, finally got what he wanted—a world with nary a living soul and plenty of books—only to have his glasses fall to the ground and…
I don’t think it’s a bad thing at all to enjoy your solitude. I live alone these days, and I like having time to myself to do whatever I please whenever I please. As long as you don’t let solitude become reclusion, it’s something that will become all too rare in a world where most of the population lives in cities.
