A Solo

I have been recently asked, how do you live alone? I say, it takes getting used to. Ironically like any other living condition. I think my situation is the easiest to settle into, I am dealing with myself. It gets pretty interesting sometime. Men have various personalities residing in them which surface under different conditions. So, I don’t live alone. I live with myself.

My mind talks to me, my heart replies and a conversation brews over a coffee. Lyrics inspire and a good beat dances with me. Characters animate me, some force me into corners of the mind I fail to avoid, some take me to a journey into the past and some gleefully leave a smile. Like love, words have always been the soothing effect to a tumultuous battle with myself and dreams company me into the bright smiling morn.

So yes, for now I am a happy lone self walking the boulevard of life.