Provided I could have a few good books and some writing materials I think i'd probably quite enjoy it actually. Might come back a bit bonkers, but I think spending some time away from the chatter of everyday life would do most people some good- give you time to figure out what you want to do with your life instead of just getting carried along with the flow.

Funny thing is ... I have been in this situation ... many times! (For years I had a high-end estate 'housesitting', estate management company. At that time, beloved could not come with me as he was involved with his own enterprise during the years that this occurred!) Okay: the estates were always on some island ... in the middle of no-where with no people near by, literally some people lived far enough away to have to drive to ... well ... for all intents and purposes: I WAS alone! You know what? I loved it! Sure I had 'comfort.' These kinds of homes always have 'everything one could ever want,' including waterfalls falling from the third floor down to the first! What these very alone situations taught me: • Although an avid reader, I didn't 'need' books to pass the time. • Although a 'people person,' I didn't need others to give me attention. • Although a professional artist, I didn't even need 'real' stuff to paint with! What I found was ... mmmm ... myself IN Nature. The days flew by with the sea before me ... the animals that swam in it, or around it ... the wonder of light, itself ... from morning to night, night to morning, again: its own kind of miracle, day in and day out! I discovered sides of myself I didn't even know existed. I could eat little. Need little. I could 'paint' pictures in the sand using twigs, swept away by the tide. I could build castles in the sand ... again, swept away by the profound consistency of motion and water, never-ending. I could be STILL -- maybe for the very first time in my life -- knowing that who I am was more important than what I do. I would be astonished by the most simplest of things: a crab darting into its 'home' hole; a treasured shell not expected; a bird flying above; the formation of a turning, never-ending earth right under my feet, right before me! Completely by myself I could lay on the ground and watch the diamond studded night! On those really, really 'black nights' -- out loud, I would find myself 'Ohhhh-ing' at those magical brilliant trails that appeared to flash across the entire sky and then be gone in a wink. In a full moon, even the ocean wore drapes of moving iridescent light. The universe was my companion, I needed nothing. Most of all, the plethora of sounds! The ever present slapping of the tide ... in-out, in-out ... the multitude of winged creatures, chattering like they calling each other in for breakfast or supper ... the wee critters scamping across the sand, oh so busy with their own business ... the rain, sometimes softly misting like a much desired refreshment, sometimes like a well-meaning Father's hand, storming, against some innocent child ... and ohhhhh ... the wind, ever present blowing her soft trades across everything, somehow like a loving Mother's cooing. I don't even need to close my eyes to hear all of these once again. Oh yes! Indeed! It was (and still is) a privilege to be alive!!!! What these solitude times gave me was a sincere sense that I BELONGED ... EVERYONE belonged -- each in their own time -- with no need of outside approval ... with no need of extraneous 'things' ... with no real need for companionship (tho' I really missed my beloved during these months). For in the end, these experiences gave me a sense of BEING ONE, of belonging to something much larger than myself, much larger than anything I knew even prior to this experience, much larger than what I ever dreamed to dream! The months and months passed by -- sometimes as many as three or four -- seeing no one, eating alone ... sleeping alone. In the beginning I wondered if I could do this with a peaceful heart: how much DID I 'need' others? Or, for that matter, 'need' anything but what was there before me? Indeed, it was that. My 'nothingness' became my 'everything!' After five full years, my employments ended: I was refreshed ... maybe in some kind of 'magic,' soul filled way: reborn! I knew EVERYONE belonged. Everything 'matched.' Everything 'took at turn!' Alone ... together ... alone ... together ... alone ... Nature, Daylight and Nighttime, Life itself ... even my own time here .. spinning their universal, timeless wheels. I knew ... everything turns. Everything is connected in one way or another. Everything passes. And these things are only right ... and oh so very, very good!

Like fuschia a couple of good books and i would be set

Heck no, I like people too much!

While it sounds quite nice, my problem is, I would miss a sole person too much to do this. If he was there with me that would be easy.

Yes, as long as I can have my computer + 5

Probably Yes. I have been on Army survival tests for a week or two at a time, but was too busy finding food & shelter to get much enjoyment. So if food & shelter were provided, and the solitude lasted a whole month, I would probably miss civilization almost as much as I enjoyed the time alone.

Where do I sign up?!?

Yes sounds divine. I could drink pina coladas all day and dance on the sand. Cool!

Oh yes,please.

If I could do it a few hours at a time, then yes. But an entire month? No way. I am not a hermit...I love my solitude, but in small increments.

Alone time sounds good in theory, and sometimes I'm so glad I live alone so I can retreat home after an evening with other people; the silence and freedom to just be are wonderful. But a whole month of solitude, or even a week would be too much for me. Human interaction is just necessary on some levels.

Yes, as long as I can have my cat my TV - with cable dvd player and my fav dvds. And someone would take care of my mom while I was gone.

I'm not sure I could do a month of solitude, even as much I enjoy my alone time, but a week sounds like heaven right now!

Yes, I would personally enjoy it; however I would miss my family and would decline the invitation unless I could be with them.

Yes, I like nature. But it should not only be beautiful, but also allow a somewhat comfortable human life. If it were something like the south pole, or somewhere in the dark, or under the sea, or with unknown dangers, I would hesitate and ask for more information.

Yes, when and where should I show up?

You're damn straight!

I honestly would like to think I could but I know I couldn't! I'm such a chatter box, I don't think I could handle it.