Is the most desolate state one where you have no one to share your personal epiphanies in?
I have spent the last three hours typing rants and questions, deleting them and starting again. The only thing that stands is the question.
3 Points
I have a notebook (leather bound, new, but it looks important), Since my Oldman passed I write mostly everything down these days. What I write is fixed and wont be lost, and however dumb it’s content it will always be there for someone to read or for me to refer back to.
1 point