Food not Bourgeoisie

Sometimes you need solitude because you are scared of the tribe’s influences on your ability to access your true self. Sometimes you get that solitude. Sometimes you loose some of your friends from it. Sometimes some of your friends go with you. Sometimes those friends leave your elusive self and your exclusive cave. Sometimes you get scared of the cave your put yourself in until you find comfort in facing the opposite direction of the cave’s exit/entrance. Sometimes you look over at the last person in your cave with you and they are looking outside at the rest of the tribe. Sometimes you want to please everyone. Sometimes you realize the tribe has forgotten you but you are not done with your time in the cave. Sometimes you look over and that last person with you in a cave has gone to stand at the exit/entrance to watch the tribe. Sometimes your solitude doesn’t give the answer you are looking for. Sometimes there is a fire under your ass and you realize that you must return to the cave another time. Sometimes you’ve been in a cave so long you forgot the tribe as they have forgotten you. Sometimes the cave becomes around you so you just sit and wait for your time in the cave to be complete. And sometimes caves are lonely.