Sunday, February 22, 2015

Solo

It's that time of the week where every one separates and congregate together. Sundays have always intrigued me in this manner.The most intriguing part of this is the reaction from others when a man decides to take upon himself to use this time to go seek solitude and peace.
Six days of chatter followed with a seventh with more chatter weighs heavy at times.
One of the best lessons that I learned as a boy growing up on a farm is that it's when your alone, do you really find out who you are. I'm not saying that we should forsake others. What I am saying is that if one ever gets a chance to spend time alone and listen to what's around them and to what's going on inside them they realize that one is never truly alone.
That moment of peace is the best sound you'll ever know.

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