Love, solitude and people.

This past week end has been different. I took time to myself and tried to spend it with God. I did spend most of it with him but it didn't go as planned which is ironic because i had no real plan other then to get out of Moose jaw for a couple hours and go some where I have never been that i knew no one. I wanted to be by myself. I wanted God to be revealed to me in a new way. Which he was but know I am finding it harder to follow him. I guess that is a good thing but my problem is that i loved being alone on a hike that only lasted a couple hours and came back to people. People means Drama I am know finding it really hard to love or even like a lot of people there are some that i can stand but for the most part I wish people didn't complain about their lives and their problems. What gets me is that I do the same thing, when there is silence i feel the need to fill it with words which usually is me complaining about something i cannot help any way. I really don't know why I am writing this because in truth I am just complaining more. Why must life be filled with drama?