luxurious of all things

It’s Saturday. It’s early. I’m up because I went to bed so early last night. 8 p.m. The night before I went to bed early and woke up at 4:15 a.m. on my day off. Ugh! Our bodies have good memories! I’ve been an early riser for so long I can’t even remember what it’s like to stay up late. I love this time of day, frankly, because, I’m alone. I love having my own time and my own thoughts. I love not having to interact with anyone. I love the way I feel when I’m being true to myself and not having to make a totally fake effort to communicate something other than what I am really feeling.

Time and Silence, to me, are the most luxurious of all things.

I know, I admit, I acknowledge, I recognize that this is not necessarily a good way to experience life. I get that.

Enjoy Your Own Company

It may be a sad commentary, I don’t know. Or maybe I’m just making all of this up, because I AM alone and I’d rather pretend it’s my own idea than anyone else’s.

I DO like the feeling of being alone. I DON’T like the feeling of being lonely. There’s a difference. But what a lovely surprise to discover how unlonely being alone can be.