Alone is Alone is not Lonely

Lévis, QC, Canada

To be alone. In an unknown city. Full of strangers. Not one familiar face. 

A new job. Unfamiliar tasks. So many unanswered questions.

Where will it lead me?

To come home alone. To an empty house. With so few personal  belongings, and yet everything I need.

To spend hours on end not speaking. Sharing silence with an old house's sounds.

To wake up with no plan. No meet-up with a friend, no date, no obligation. But so few opportunities, so little options. 

This is being alone. To successfully picture one's self on a map, surrounded by miles of emptiness. Far from anything familiar.

To stop. Reflect. Breathe with the old house. Contemplate my vast surroundings. Question my purpose here once more. And wonder about the choices I have made. 

Then shrug. Laugh out loud. And assume I must be crazy for taking things so lightly.