My house has cobwebs and some distance from city things. The spiders actually lay their eggs in the corners of the ceiling. There's the feeling of loneliness with the darkness. It's more real, but I've made it my decision to stop it from being completely comfortable. I was never consciously aware of this decision but it was certainly made. I think it's okay. I want to know that I'm leaving soon. Don't get comfortable, we'll be out soon. Making too big a deal of things, comfort comes easy, with ease. ! I get afraid sometimes. Why so far? This quarter I will redefine solitude, friendship and joy. And discipline. For the self. A remolding. In a word: madness.