Thoughts on trying to take a vacation alone:
-People never stop talking to you, inviting you places. Unless I stay in on my terrace, I am constantly approached.
-Something seems so unspeakably rude about telling another person that you’d really like to just read, actually.
-Something tells you that, while you’d really prefer to be spending time alone, being allowed to do that might fill you with a big, dark, inexplicable feeling. And maybe that’s what you need.