The brain within its groove The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, T'were easier for you To put the water back When floods have slit the hills, And scooped a turnpike for themselves, And blotted out the mills! Emily Dickinson, The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson insanitymind
Being Alone An Essay by Ankit Shah www.ankit.fyi This is an essay about why you might want to give being alone a try. lonelinesssolitude