“What on earth do people think I live in solitude and I am wretched and lonely?” he wondered. Oh, I think they don’t know that I contemplate in such a mystical ritual. They don’t know that I converse with my books and my verses. They don’t know that I converse with myself, my chair, and my donkey. I’m lonely only through their blurred lenses. “They don’t know that my solitude is just a version of plenitude,” he said while he was taken with fits of laughter.

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Comment by Ali Znaidi on July 29, 2012 at 7:04pm

Thank you very much for the comments Robert & Joey.

Comment by Joey Delgado on July 28, 2012 at 12:28pm
Love this. Is the narrarator crazy or are the people who criticize him the crazy ones? I find the weirdest people are not the solitary, but people who need constant human interaction.
Comment by Robert Morschel on July 28, 2012 at 3:25am

Fits of manic laughter, I think you mean.  :)

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