It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.

Striking a healthy balance between solitude and practical living requires several definitions.

I must decide what is healthy. Like everything else, that is a subjective term yet unique in that I must know myself well enough to explain it. These conversations are to that end.

Goals should probably factor in, but nowadays that term is easy; I don’t know if eliminating judgment is humanly possible, but it is at least worthy contemplation.

The real problem is balance. Although we are capable of existing without the rest of the world, it is difficult to understand where to draw the line with relationships and self-sufficiency. I suppose it is no coincidence that these two subjects are the bulk of our conversations with each other.