May the saints bless you, Sammi and hold you safely.
Why? Well just look at the word she’s given us! Solitudinarian.
I love you, Sammi, for that word is right up my street.
Well, not my actual street cos I don’t live up a street, I live in a quiet court, entirely off the thoroughfare. No one knows I am there.
Me and myself, all on my ownsome. It’s awesome, it’s wonderful. No neighbours except for the gulls. No kids to terrorise me with their din.
Reclusive? Count me in.
90 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Solitudinarian.
crispina kemp 
How perfect
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Thank you, Sadje. Couldn’t do a poem on this one!
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You’re welcome 😉
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I envy that solitude 🙂
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It is precious. And yet I live in town.
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Wonderfully done, my friend! Love the image you chose to go with it!
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Raked through my archives. It’s a shot of the alleyway opposite mine. 🙂
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It feels familiar…
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Not sure I’ve used it here but I have on Twitter, around Halloween. I went out one night with the camera and took all kinds of atmospheric shots
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It just felt familiar. Maybe wasn’t even yours!
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Perhaps 🙂
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Coastal towns, I guess they’re much the same along the coast 🙂
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