…coffee. Getting ready for work.
AM, after spending lots and lots of time with her new guy-friend, wrote about not being able to wait until she goes home to be alone in her space with her kitties and herself. Can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought that…and done that.
Unfortunately for me, this being alone thing becomes a strange comfort and almost ends up feeling like isolation. I don’t even have a new guy-friend to take a break from! I’ve gone to the opposite end. I think I’m spending too much time alone. I’ve climbed far too deep inside my head.
I’m certainly not suggesting that anything like that would happen to AM…she’s far more social than I am. It’s just that when I read her entry, it struck a chord.
I zoned out on Saturday after my pretty intense trip to Central America. The more I think about the things that go on down there, the more freaked out I get. It’s a whole different world, and I realized that there was not one minute that I was there when I was relaxed. Although the area is filled with incredible beauty, I was not in a beautiful place. Of course, I was not there to relax, but my whole body seemed to let out a sigh on Saturday.
My brain, however, will never be the same!
I know I need to expound. Unfortunately, I need to get ready for work.
Not sure what’s going on tonight. Beck wants to do something (go watch fireworks in a place that I know will be jam packed full of people and cars and a general pain in the ass), and I haven’t made any promises. But I really, really should get myself out or I will only come home and climb deeper into myself with this isolation/avoidance thing, and it’s really starting to bug me in a major way.
Okay. Off for now.
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