Cherish Your Solitude.

3.03.2011

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I spent most of my childhood afraid of being alone. I always found myself plopped in the middle of my parent's king size bed at night, and I was a late bloomer in the department of staying home alone. So, it's funny really that I now find myself relishing in my time alone.

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The last three school nights I've spent out with friends, and as fun as it is, it catches up to you. While I rant and rave about the constant festivities of senior year, it can be a lot.

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In my little teenage world, sometimes I feel like I'm in constantly on the go. Wake up. Take a test. Respond to this text message and that email. Take a quiz. Socialize with that friend but make sure to wave to her since you used to be her best friend. Make time to tell your parents at least two things about your day. Go to cheer practice. Take a brief cat nap so you don't crash. Find time to eat in between. Attend social events. And make sure it looks like you're enjoying every bit of that.

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I could never do any of that without my brief moments to myself--to recollect, recharge, reflect and refresh.

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Being alone stimulates my creativity. At least that's what I've noticed. And the place I find myself most at peace is alone in my bedroom--my chamber of peace. It calms me, and I'm sad to be leaving it so soon.

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Too often, a negative light is cast upon the idea of solidarity; it's too closely associated with isolation. While people will always come and go, we will always have to live with ourselves. So, instead of hiding from the idea of being alone, I choose to embrace it. It's that true silence, peace of mind, and personal reflection that provides us with the nourishment and refreshment we need to go out and be ourselves, and not what society or anybody tries to conform us to be.
{all images courtesy of Reserved Theory}

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