A Type of Lonely

Noosa, Australia | July 4, 2015

an excerpt from my journal

I am watching the sun make her final descent. The ocean to my right, the softest sand beneath my bum, and the glow of dusk in Australian winter. Today my Mum asked me if I ever felt lonely, traveling alone and such. I said no, to get her to stop worrying. But truth is, it does get a bit lonely out here. Though, lonely in such a way that is good for my soul. It’s a type of lonely I need to fully be with myself, seeing this world more and more each day. To be alone and happy, is a beautiful, beautiful thing.