It was that time of the day when you feel the world outside your mind ceases to exist, and the thoughts come cascading in like a downpour of summer rain. She longed for that, and as she closed her eyes, it was pitch black.
“Solitude is a self-induced state”, she told herself. But just when she thought she was out of the woods, her mind was craving solitude again, but she could no longer go there. It wasn’t her zone anymore, but she was longing for it.
Longing for solitude, she knew she had hit rock bottom