I didn't say never.

But I said "not the next time", "not this time", "not for a while now"... I really don't want to travel alone next year. Not that I dislike the concept in general. It was great the first time I did it. It was mind-bending and eye-opening and much needed. And while all of this might hold true for my last solitary trip, it was also a terribly lonely affair. I felt lonely, lost, desperate and very, very sad. Been great places, saw some truly astonishing scenes, met some nice people... but I was essentially ship-wrecked.
I am trying to make happiness a local affair now. To make myself at home here. And I still want to go places, to travel far and beyond... But I refuse to go alone yet again. I refuse. I'd rather stay here.