I've been feeling bored lately. Unbearably stagnant. Craving huge chunks of private time for myself. Sometimes I want to walk out the door of the house and roam around by myself. I want to look at the clear blue sky. I want to get lost in the drifting cotton puffs of clouds. I want to bundle myself in a warm blanket and just sit outside in the cold black night. I need to feel complete peace of mind. Stillness with no doubt or worry. To know myself. To be sure of my path.