Time Alone
I spent a lot of time alone over this holiday period. It is good to be alone and it is horrible to be alone; I experienced both feelings at the same time. I was housesitting for friends and I literally spent 4 days, minus the Christmas morning presents and meal, with 3 dogs. That's it. No phone, not that I wanted to call anyone. I talked to the neighbor lady for about 40 minutes one day because she brought over some orange juice that she couldn't drink, which I gratefully accepted, and chatted with her. But beyond that it was only telling the store clerk what brand of smokes I needed, with a voice in need a good clearing due to inactivity, and then quiet. Oh, the tv was on, I talked to the dogs, I heard the sounds of the city outside, but quiet...quiet inside of myself. The brain will think over events, needed requirements, then it moves into memories and emotions, after that thoughts either settle or get numbed and your brain will kind of coast like an old car at just the right cruising speed on an open road, floating somewhere between acceleration and stopping. I coasted for about 4 days in my thoughts and feelings. That was Christmas '08 for me...a long, darkened roadway without traffic and me in my car, alone, doing about 74 miles an hour without the radio on and with a cigarette in my left hand, headed for exactly nowhere, feeling just time alone with myself.
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wow this is gorgeous too. i felt exactly what you felt. i love the metaphor, works beautifully
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