The last few days have been great. My parents are out, I'm home alone. I should feel lonely, but I don't. I haven't spoken more then a 100 words in 3 days. I think I am beginning to discover something about myself. I enjoy solitude and silence, anywhere dearth of human contact. Maybe it's just a passing phase and long term solitary confinement isn't very healthy. But nonetheless, I realise that family, friends, school are all just channels for society to suppress the human being into submission.
You know like in wuxia novels, pugilists enter solitude and meditation and come out only stronger and enlightened? Silence and solitude are now rare in our bustling lives. But these two rare states can help clarify the mind and alleviate the stresses of life.
Silence is golden.