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November 11, 2013
This is the lonely time. The preparation for holiday that I'm spending alone. Sigh. It doesn't feel painful, or sad. It feels bereft of purpose and like I want to wander away from it. I recognize that so much of my mental comfort is safeguarded through being busy and purposeful. What I really want to do is sit here at my window and watch the trees blow, and the squirrels forage and not do anything. Take a true break from activity without leaving my space. There is no one to whom I must justify my actions or inaction. Just me.