A thought for tomorrow

The fantastic thing about solitude is the reveal. To wonder head down, alone, along a path that goes you know not where, to then pause, raise your head, look back, and see how far you’ve come. There’s a cost though. While much is gained, so so much is lost, missed in this way of always looking inward. We go to a place that we could not go without this solitude, but we never see and hardly even imagine all the places we might have gone together with others.