Time is Now

The truth is, that since graduating from Harvard I have been keeping-- protecting --a special kind of solitude. It is no news that I keep a journal and that I take it everywhere I go. Into the pages I pour my thoughts, my excitement, and my despair for the life I lead, all in cover-to-cover privacy. The truth is, that I need this space. I need it to sustain the integrity of my identity, which in every new place faces challenges that help me to grow and become a richer person, a more responsible man, and a more sensitive artist. I indulge in the mystery of my own musings, how even as their author the deeper meaning and significance of what I convey eludes even me. This semi-opaque enigma follows me everywhere I go, and softens the impact of new people, new ideas, and new queries. Of course, I am still a human being. My solitude does not isolate me completely from my peers. (I was cautioned against this by a mentor whom I greatly trust.) However all of this is to say that as I move throu