I like being with people. I like the warmth, the noise, the easy closeness
But I also need the quiet. The hours alone
To paint, to not explain, to finish a thought
What helps is knowing they are there, somewhere.
That I can go back, that I will
But for now I float here,
made of solitude and happiness,
watching the paint touch
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