We seem so frightened today of being alone that we never let it happen. Even if family, friends, and movies should fail, there is still the radio to fill up the void. ... Now, instead of planting our solitude with our own dream blossoms, we choke the space with continuous music, chatter, and companionship to which we do not even listen. It is simply there to fill the vacuum. When the noise stops there is no inner music to take its place.