This Adventure Ends

Alone didn't always mean lonely, but sometimes it did, and even then, she reveled in it. Lunches in the music room. Afternoons reading in the park. Loneliness was a kind of wanting, but it was also this incredible freedom. Not having to rely on anyone or have anyone rely on her. No one to disappoint or be disappointed by. Alone was good and comforting and dependable.

— About friendship and how we struggle to open up to people we call friends, and this is something I really resonated with. A new favorite!