Trigger warning: The following post might offend parents who 1. enjoy working away from home, or 2. wish they didn't have to work away from home, or 3. are highly sensitive, lack empathy and/or a sense of humour. It's important to remember that you are here, on my blogpage, which directly means that this post is about me, not you. Now, let's get on with it. TRUTH BOMB: WITHOUT GREAT SOLITUDE, NO SERIOUS WORK IS POSSIBLE. BOOM. Thanks, Pablo. And you would know what you're talking about. After all, as a man, solitude is an achievable goal, even if you're a dad. Men have always been the achievers of great things because they have the luxury of solitude, if they so wish. I never thought I'd find myself longing for solitude. As if it were a craving for chocolate after an untimely diet (lets be honest, all diets are), the thirst for rain following a drought, the desire for a reunion with a loved one, a true yearning of the soul. If I could be left ...