Read Echoes Of Solitude :: When we met

'' I'm Joanna,

and I'm taking a break from my world to find myself.

I think I lost it somewhere,

maybe in the place where I thought I would find it.

I'm a writer because I believe it's the only way I can connect with the world and enjoy my own company.

Previously, I believed that being a daydreamer isolated me from society and my family, and I felt lonely.

So, I decided to change, but I didn't realize that I needed to learn how to stay true to myself before changing.

I changed, but in the process, I lost myself.

I now realize that I need to find a way to make changes without losing myself, so I'm trying to figure out where I lost myself when I was trying to change.

What abut you? Adam ''

Adam smile and said :'' I had left my apartment, where I had spent the evening practicing the piano.

It was the one thing that could make me forget about the outside world, even if only for a little while.''

He took a breath and continued

'' But as soon as I stepped out into the night, the world came crashing back in.''

***************************************** Silence *****************************************

"I used to be afraid of solitude,"

I said finally, breaking the silence.

"But now, I realize that it can be a source of comfort and strength."

Joanna look at me and said:"I have been playing this same melody for as long as I can remember,"

She bowed her head and said : "It is the echo of solitude, a reminder of all that I have lost."

I nodded, feeling a sense of sadness and empathy for her

She smiled and nodded ..

"Solitude is like a symphony," She said. "Each note represents a moment of introspection, a chance to connect with the deepest parts of ourselves. And when played together, they create a beautiful melody that reminds us of the beauty and power of the human spirit."

I smiled: " seems like the writers' thoughts seem to flow even as they try to rest from thier world "

She shrugs like a little girl there's nothing to care about ..

She said: I used to be a daydreamer .. so it's a habit or maybe it's a curse.. who's know ..

and she laughed, as if she was no longer hiding anything..

But despite all of this, there was a small part of me that still held on to hope.

I knew that there had to be more to life than this, and I was determined to find it.

I didn't know what my purpose was or how to find it, but I knew that I had to keep searching.

" Wanna do somethings crazy " She asks

"Adam looks like he has never danced in his life..

but it's a the most beautiful piece I've ever seen ''

And so, I began my journey of self-discovery, hoping to find the missing piece that would make me feel whole again.

It was a daunting task, but I was willing to do whatever it took to break free from the emptiness that had consumed me for so long.

Slowly but surely, I began to pick up the pieces. I started to prioritize the things that truly mattered to me, and let go of the rest. I began to find joy in the simple things in life.

It was a slow process, but I finally felt like I was on the path to healing.

Looking back, I realize that the first cracks, a warning sign that I had chosen to ignore. But sometimes, it takes hitting rock bottom to truly see the light.