In my solitude

As Tolstoy once wrote, “What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are, but how you deal with incompatibility.” But if those incompatibilities are too much to take, it sure can be hell for the partners involved.

For some reason, I have very few street photos of couples but many photos of people alone -- like this photo of a man who was sitting at a table next to us. Why people alone seem more interesting to me, I'm not sure. Well, this image makes me recall the song by Duke Ellington (which Billie Holiday sang unforgettably):

In my solitude you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by
In my solitude you taunt me
With memories that never die
I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm praying
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm praying
Dear Lord above
Send me back my love

During this long weekend of Undas, when many honored and remembered those who have passed away, I also thought of those who have lost their love and are left in solitude.

Jo
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