“This week, show us what being alone means to you.”
Solitude is air and water and sunlight to me. That is hyperbole, yes, but I say it anyway. Without daily periods of solitude, I wilt. Alone with a book or with my camera, inside my home or somewhere outside. I relish the time I spend on my own.
And sometimes I see solitude reflected back at me. This American kestrel on a lamp post at sunset, for example.