A: It varies from person to person, really. Some people find refuge
in books, some in movies. Others still seek solace in the darkness of
clubs; the frenzy of dancing. Some throw themselves at their work, some
at the harsh mercies of alcohol. Some claim that certain permutations of
the above work exceptionally well, alcohol and clubbing, or books and
movies, or any other you might care to choose.
I find
the secret lies in crying. There is nothing more cathartic, nothing
purer than tears. There is nothing like crying to reconcile ourselves
with the fact that we are awfully frighteningly alone. That the solitude
is very real. Once you know that, it doesn't affect you any longer, not
really. Then you can move on.
