I prefer to be alone. That is, as long as I choose it.
Solitute is great but Lonlyness is terrible.
I noticed that people carry more than their rucksack. Once I had a guy with me and I felt all depressed about life and everything. I didnt know what was wrong with me until I took a **** in the forest and felt great, I was the happy me. Then I came back to the guy at the fireplace I got all depressed again. I found that very strange. Then I took my dog for a long walk and felt wonderfull again. I thought it had to do with the guy, why I am feeling great alone while sitting with him together at the fire place made me deppressed. He didnt say much but he was like a dark cloud filling the air. In that case I was much much happier alone.
Then I was stuck in the woods for a night, **** cold minus 20. I was laying in two sleeping bags over each other and thought what my family is doing at home. I wanted to be with them, taking a hot shower, eating some warm bread, laying on the sofa watching the news, having a good beer and felt terrible lonly.
Cheers
Abbe