I forget which of the desert fathers said it, but it’s true that “...society is a shipwreck from which each individual must swim for his life....”
Passengers on this itinerate vessel known as earth are subject to an ocean of waves, currents, and storms from which there is little chance for escape except to a deeply mysterious ocean. It is certainly not the most popular way to make the voyage, but it is the most focused on the destination. On this course the way we swim for our lives is calculated to head for the haven of an island. The island we seek is safe and is a world unto itself, but not the exterior world we live in. In open waters we are surrounded by “sharks” from whom we flee in terror, or, by whom we are devoured. But on our island they cannot get to us. So, daily, (maybe even hourly) we swim back to that island. We keep touching this safe base we have found for ourselves. This is one way we negotiate our shipwrecked society.
The alternatives of dodging, discounting, and ignoring all that society throws at us by swimming through it to our safe haven, our island, and resting as long as we can, is our survival technique. That island, that safe haven, is the place we seek You. It may be true that no man is an island, but everyman, I think, seeks one.