“Each day without solitude weakened me”, c’est vrai, Hank.
Today is the first day with a taste of it.
I am nowhere near strong thus far, but …
I’m not old or broken enough yet for the weakness to be a permanent state.
Here’s a country song for you. Seems like it’s gone violently viral. Linking it for you should not be considered an endorsement of the sentiments within.
But there’s a lot of truth in it anyway, and people are hungry for that.