I’ve spent 95% of my day alone. Interestingly enough, I didn’t care. This is some kind of epic event. Generally if I’m by myself for more than am hour I have a crushing feeling of loneliness.
Not so today.
I wrote my inventory today, alone.
I ate dinner tonight, alone.
I’m chillin’ at Brother’s apartment, alone. He’s off getting
laid hanging out with his old lady.
I’m totally ok with being alone right now. I haven’t been in this place for over 5 years and for some reason I’m kind of happy.