"He not busy being born is busy dying." ~Bob Dylan

The difference between solitude and finding peace in serving others is one shucks between fits. The fear factor is don't let it convince you that alone is better but it's OK to accept stacations might just be the best vacations. Add the big truth that being not repulsed that you're appreciated more for getting out of the way and TCB than shadowing (sometimes in this unique situation) and it's no harm/no foul. Understanding what defines you sometimes requires going back to nineteen sixty fuck. That's when the whole service to others was addressed. Placing it in the been done pile lets this stacation thing really click. It flashes in neon "you're in playland and nobody's looking". That may sound devilish or even naughty but it's really just total immersion in the zen of the homefront.

OK, what if it's actual withdrawal? Placid where lucid works better. Morning workout plus detox = daughter on the speakerphone. Karmic reward or simply another plus for stacationing? Maybe awareness that I gotta get busy being born.