I grew up on a farm out in the country. My drive to school was an hour. We really had no neighbors, so as kids we learned to entertain ourselves, learned to love reading, and basically learned how to be happy alone. Once I turned 19, I lived only in big cities including Paris and New York. The one thing I took with me was the ability to be comfortable and happy alone. After many years of watching so many people horrified of being alone, I realized that the little farm I grew up on had given me the greatest gift of all.... the ability to be perfectly comfortable and happy... alone.
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