Went out with my bff today. to service my car. long story short,
on the way home, i was thinking if it was just me.
I love being alone, solitude as you may called. The art of living freely, changing your state of mind, manipulating your own self without having to think of the consequences for the people around you.
I don’t think my family know me as well. I started to think that there are many things that hide from everyone, or should I say, personality. Thinking of it, even my bestfriend, don’t know everything about me.