Probably, because I spent last ten days in bed and not moving too much - I had this reflection... Every true artist is designed to be alone. I do realise it's not news for anybody. But it's just the fact that I don't quite get it. Why all these people who can see more, who can say something interesting, who have new, different opinions, they always end up alone? I don't mean lonely. There are always crowds wanting to touch them or read about them. But I mean, in their own houses, dark rooms, they cry quietly and nobody is there to give them a cuddle and say - 'yup, the world is coming to an end and god does not love you any more but it's ok, I'm here for you'. Why is the world coming to an end?... Where has god gone this time?...
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