my dear friend jo wrote this poem. i love its simplicity and beauty. solitude means more to me than ever these days because i get so little of it. last saturday after dropping #1 off at the spencer for an art class i went across the street to the KU union to draw and write for a while. it was empty and there was no noise. no sensory input whatsoever. i stopped drawing and just sat there for a half hour doing nothing. nothing at all. i think i gained back a year of my life in that half hour.