The time of loneliness after a breakup A weekend spent playing an entire live boxset End to end to end, no rewinding each Cassette with a pencil to the good bits.

The time of loneliness was a Christmas Holiday, a break from the oppressive Jollity of others, a time to embrace a Bottle of red and a collection of essays.

The time of loneliness ended with a Slice of cake delivered by a neighbour and Realising that loneliness, like love, Is a practice not a condition, It had its purposes and its reasons A time for its season, and a time to stop.