the feeling of being alone is extremely intense. so intense that it scorches. yet it is the intensity of being free to live life on your own terms. to see life through your own eyes. and when this desire sets in everything else fades away. the focus is all and everything on re-inventing the world around. and in this narcissistic, self-absorbed endeavor love, bonds and friends are forgotten.
the panic is only when the absorbed, solitary inventor gave into the world. and was clueless about its ways. in an effort to understand, she made inroads to the death of her own soul. she is to be lost. always.