I feel like this quote needs the background vocal of “nobody knows” playing, with a singer, who has a very melodic, super quiet, voice. A voice that you almost have to strain to hear. At least I have a nice view, though.
There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall. – Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette