Solitary.

Ibu has always told me to not to stay in my own world, doing my own thing, and be a hermit. At the end of almost all conversations of ours, or every time I would go back to college, she would always say, 'be nice to others, don't live in solitary, make some friends, don't do bad things...' and the list goes on. Just like any other mother would. Which is a good thing :)

I think I just made myself sound like a loner. Maybe I am. Kaklang called me anti-social before. That was because every time relatives come to our house, I'd always escaped and do my own stuff in my room. Without disturbing any souls, nor being disturbed.

Well of course I have friends. Who doesn't? Yet I think I like spending 60% of my day with only me. Don't get me wrong but, with all the technologies nowadays, I can keep myself entertained.

Somehow the idea of getting close to people scares me a little. But to be explaining about it could make my fingers go numb. Maybe later.

Still, I can't deny that without genuine human touch, or interactions with real people, I can be quite depressed sometimes. And I thank Allah for bringing wonderful companions in my life. May Allah reward them with all His blessings. Amin.

Breathe in. Take a moment. Breathe out. Until then :)