There comes a point when you stop looking at love the same way you did when you were younger. After thirty, you begin to understand that ...

This house shelters day-dreaming, protects the dreamer and allows one to dream in peace. ― Gaston Bachelard You stars hiding in clouds ...

Humans are generally a social animal and I'm guessing that's why lots of humans can't do without being around people, and the likes, howe...

LONELINESS. You plunge into the depths of an archaic realm to separate and disconnect what doesn’t make sense, only to end up isolated, d...

For a long time I thought that being alone, meant being lonely. Like, I genuinely believed happiness only happened when I was around peop...

There are moments when the world seems to stand perfectly still, caught in the amber glow of a day nearing its end. As the sun dips towar...

I think I finally figured out why I admire Kwak Dong Yeon so much. At first, I thought it was because he's a good actor. I've watched hi...

The refrigerator hums before anything else does. At this hour, the house stops pretending it is full of plans. It becomes what it really ...

Walking along the coast, I met a young woman engrossed in a book. I quietly sat behind her and enjoyed the peaceful scenery and the s...

I’m not entirely sure how to explain this in a way that will make sense to everyone. The truth is, The Misfits is one of my favorite ban...

Solitude doesn’t exactly have the best reputation. Most of the time, just mentioning it is enough for people to assume something bad is ...

I've been sitting by this window for three days now, and the mountains haven't changed their mood once. The mist hangs low over the val...

I've always believed that the best reading happens in the margins of ordinary life, in those liminal spaces where you're neither here n...

The valley held its breath this morning, and I wanted to hold mine too. There's a bench by the small lake where the mountains lean in c...

My most recent getaway A trip to Surabaya Recently I went on a trip to Surabaya, Indonesia. Considering I live near Vancouver, Canada it...

This is a bilingual publication, you can go directly to the SPANISH version by clicking HERE This is my post for freewriters prompt 30...

​There are moments when the best thing we can do is just breathe. ​I took some time out today to reconnect with the world beyond the scre...

I sometimes ponder the irony of the fact that I was an active runner in high school and well into my 40s and yet I hate running and rushi...

We are living in the world where it is always going to be promoted to be finding company and having to discuss everything that we are sur...

We all know that in society there are some people who enjoy being around others, and some who prefer to be alone. Some spend more time wi...

The world that we are living in his obviously filled with a lot of things that we have to actually think about and most of the times it d...

Photo Credit Watching an old K-drama, My Love From The Star, this thought keeps pestering me. I want to disconnect myself from everythin...

Hello midnight owls..how are you all doing it's a beautiful day to write on this week's prompt. When i was alone i felt this peace,this c...

Here I am, just me, enjoying a peaceful moment in the night. There’s something magical about the calm of the evening — the soft lights, ...

Look at the misery of today’s man, he either treats solitude as a disease or thinks of it as a punishment. People have started fearing lo...

Solitude is one of those particular things in our life that many people do relate with loneliness and do mistakes for a specific position...

One thing we rarely do is stop talking and listen to ourselves. We get engaged with a lot of things to say that we rarely spare time to l...

Source Have you ever talked to objects, and paused as if waiting for a reply? Let me let you in. Whenever I get home, I greet my house, &...

Having someone to accompany you whenever you need support can be comforting. There is a popular saying, “No man is an island,” which emph...

In the cathedral of her solitude, she holds the phone like a rosary of wire, each coil a prayer spiraling into darkness, each ring a hea...