A Meditation on Solitude
The house is way too quiet. I can’t sleep. My family has been gone to visit relatives and I haven’t seen them in five days. Tomorrow they come home, and maybe it’s the anticipation that agitates my mind. The reason doesn’t matter, what matters is I’m awake and dreaming beneath the Bodhi tree. I’ve largely tuned out of politics the past month or two. Usually an area of considerable interest, I’ve become weary of the...