I am completing two years of my stay here and sometimes I wonder if I am happy with the state of affairs, and the pleasant response is I am. My life is different from how I wanted it to be but surprisingly I am happy. And when I think about it I realise it's my freedom and my solitude which makes me happy. I am free to do as I please, I don't worry any more about my actions, if they are hurting people or if I am losing anyone in the process. I have plenty of friends here but no one close enough. Sometimes distance and solitude makes a lot of difference. I no longer cling to any friend, I have no one here I would like to cling to. And for the first time in many years I have begun to enjoy my own company. It's a good life and I don't see myself giving it up for anything else in a long long time.