A girl (never) walks home alone at night

Photo by Rolf Blicher Godfrey on Unsplash

I like to be alone.

That is… I like to be intentionally solitary at times.

Often without warning. The pull of living in the city becomes too insistent, the immersion in a million other lives too acute a sensation, and I want to make a break for the hills.

Not because I grew up in romantic countryside, taking misty early morning walks across…