isolation is a curse and a blessing for this faltering vagabond earthling. isolation saves his life sometimes for it keeps away the mind numbing noise of expectations and demands of societal acceptance. isolation robs his life sometimes of the breathtaking joys of fitting in and belonging to a place and a tribe called home. isolation powered by remorse and guilt tries to define him and tell him how to feel. it tries to strip him of humanity. it tries to turn him into wandering animal. it questions.his purpose…

his existence…

his isolation…

… is no blessing.

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