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Solitude

In the morning, I take my cup of coffee out on the porch. I enjoy the solitude of the morning. The birds chirping from the tree's overhead. The morning noises that are all around. I love my mornings alone. I love my solitude.

We all have busy days. If you work, then you know what I mean. There is not much time in the day for you to have time for yourself. That's why my weekends are so special. That is my time to do whatever it is that I want to do. No matter what that is.

What does solitude mean to you? A soak in a warm bath? Driving to work in your car with your favorite song cranked up loud? A few moments alone to have a good cry? Sitting outside reading a good book? Curled up in front of a blazing fire? Holding your child in your arms, knowing that there is no better feeling in the world?

We all want our moments of solitude. Our "alone" time. That's what we all live for. Even if it is just snatches of time, it is our own "alone" time.

I know what I want out of life. Even if life is a struggle. It is the moments that I set aside for myself that really matter. Because it is my time to relax. To be me.

Life is full of surprises. Some are good and some are bad. And it all boils down to how we deal with these surprises. Do we face them head on, and get past them? Or do we let them bring us down to the bowels of despair? Life is good. We just need to get by each little setback that we are faced with. We just need to set aside time to be by ourselves, to think out what we need to do. I love my solitude. I need my solitude. It will help me get through all those moments that I need to get through. I can do this. I say this as I breathe in a deep breath. I can do this.

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