Imagine a calm sea, and the waves whispering unhurriedly under the veil of the light-grey sky. The wind gently touches your face, making you feel the preciousness of this moment. As if the world around you has vanished into thin air. As if you do not need it. There is no one around on the shore. No, it is not you who is unwanted.
Graceful branches of bare charcoal-black trees look like a fine ink drawing. Nature gives you all its beauty. And you can give yourself all the rest.
Would you call it loneliness?