Hello, you lovely people of the Earth. I know. Its been a long time. 5 months and 6 days, to be exact. I had a few issues with WordPress and I was completely unable to post anything during these months, I still haven’t got it solved, but I got a little chance to make this one post in collaboration with my good friend/fellow blogger/incredibly pretty/smart/talented/humble/shining example of human perfection Nate Crawford from the blog TermiNatetor Kitchen (I told you I would write it all down, Nate).
Being alone. Learning how to be alone. Does anyone know how to do that, really? I know I don’t.
I’ve always enjoyed my solitude, getting the bus back home alone, going for walks, locking myself in my bedroom with nothing but some music in my ears. It gives you time to figure out things, and to figure things out. It’s definitely a way to get to know yourself, or to even trick yourself into thinking that you do. Solitude is clearing, at the same time that it is cloudy, it can make you find all the answers, or give you more questions to deal with. Point is, I love that about it, the way it forces me to find my own way through life, because nobody else is gonna do that for you, and we often find ourselves living in denial, waiting for something or someone to come to the rescue. I don’t fancy, however, the feeling of loneliness.