We enter the world alone...we leave the world alone...and in between we learn the world is both intimate and aloof. There is a time for everything, a time to be alone, a time to be with others, a time to be with others and still be alone...a time to wear your favorite camouflage jacket to the doctor's office, stand in line to check out at the end, and have an older couple pass right by, never noticing you communing with the banana tree...a time to lose the camo and wear something bright and flashy, canary yellow pants, say, with that minute-man blue shirt...more so if you want to clear out the public loo...a time when being alone is priceless...though by the pics on Facebook, our troubled youth is learning otherwise.