When I'm Alone

I just spent the last 7 hours in an incredibly large, and old, brick building.  I was completely by myself, and it still has not stopped raining today.
In these hours I spent alone, I realized something I had only assumed before it was confirmed...  I cannot be alone.  My mind will not allow me to spend any extended amount of time by myself.  I used to think I could survive solitary confinement, I thought it would be relaxing and I could simply sing to myself and write stories in my head.  No no, I was terribly wrong.  My brain begins to make up scenarios that never happened, but suddenly seem so real.  I hear things, see things, and cry a lot.  

Maybe it's just the rain.  I'm really not sure.  I have to do it again tomorrow, so we shall see.

I really hope it's just the rain...