In the Light of the Bay Window

I now spend most of my nights these days staring out the bay window longingly. My only companions are the stars and the darkness itself. Thus, leaving myself alone to my thoughts, and no other human interaction. Thus, how a person could ever be able to achieve this level of thinking in our time is way beyond me. I've been told that these actions could only lead me down a path of loneliness and despair. Though, I have gotten to the point that I no longer listen to the jumble of mumbled things that spill from their mouths faster than the speed of light. I just listen to my own mind now, which is way harder than one might think that it is.