Alone

I have no fear of being alone. Perhaps because I have never been alone. Perhaps because I know the difference between alone and lonely. I have been lonely...I have lonely in a room crowded with people. That does not happen so often these days. The people I chose to surround myself with, would seldom leave me undisturbed long enough for my mind to drift down such a long, dark path. I seldom see glimpses of lonely now days. I think one must conquer the fear of lonely in order to be comfortably alone.