A tree, the ocean   
Alone. No words, no music — 
So much to behold. 

I’ve written about solitude so many times on this blog, partly because I’ve had it many, many times in the past and I know the joy it brings me.

The past couple of years have been so busy for me though, and I’ve hardly had time for it. Even when I had travelled alone many times the past years, even during the pandemic, it was always because of a task that needed to be done, so there was hardly any time for enjoying quiet time.

So now my body’s complaining. I have taken on too many tasks that’s demanding too much of my time and energy — my PhD, most especially.

I know I need time to get away from the many tasks and just be quiet. No talk, no music, no books even. Just me and myself and the ocean and a solitary tree would be good.