Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't enjoy being alone as much as I do. Not to say that I don't love being around people equally as much, but I truly just adore being alone sometimes.
Lately I don't have much alone time, which is fine... and makes me happy that I have so many wonderful people to spend my days with. But today I cherished sitting on the deck watching the wind whip the waves, (and knock over our garbage bins!), sipping green tea while my long braided pigtails tickled my shoulders and David Gray bellowed from the living room.
Not talking, not listening, just being.
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