To Be One with Myself

I realized today that I have a certain problem:  I don't know how to savor solitude anymore.

Remember?  Remember, Na Hyung, when you used to indignantly declare you don't mind being alone in a crowded place?  When you loved and craved quality me-time?  When you sat on a swing, breathing in the night air and connecting deeply with the starry sky, singing a tune only you can hear, and becoming perfectly content and peaceful?

When sitting alone at my desk near a window gave me so much inspiration?
When early morning runs on my own felt complete...ly energizing?
When practicing piano solely for my ears was exhilarating?

I lost it sometime in the past year.  I lost the ability.  But at least I know what to find back now!