Jeannette (in her comment on the previous post) makes the point that prolonged loneliness has negative physical consequences, and that this is backed up by various research studies. Quite right – once it becomes chronic it is a hidden disability. But short periods of loneliness can be positive. When good friends leave here after a visit, I miss them. I enjoy my solitude, but good company leaves a hole for a little while.
And there are occasional bad days – yesterday, for instance. It was dark and gloomy because of the (much-needed) continual rain; I’d had a horrible dream; the cats weren’t talking to me because I’d had a short but fierce argument with one of them… It was a lonely moment when I wanted to be back in Blighty or out in Kathmandu where I’d had such fun recently. But it was a spur to sort some stuff out, to get cracking on the book, to light a fire and cook a yummy supper – and I knew that it wouldn’t be long till the bad feelings went. Sure enough this morning it was still raining, but all was well, despite having to cough up £100 for work on the car and getting stuck in the mud. Yesterday that might have been the last straw; today it was funny.
Feelings change; and where would the songwriters be without feelings, good and bad?