Friday
I'm on the edge of another weekend and wondering what I can do in two days that can change my little corner of the world. Lately I've been hunkering down on the weekends to avoid the temptations that exist outside the walls of my condo. Bad habits tapping me on the shoulder....booze, boys, , boys, etc....
Being alone can be a beautiful thing sometimes. Other times it is crippling. I get so used to not having to tolerate the rest of the world that I find I'm becoming hyper sensitive in large groups and anxious when in the midst of a crowd. I fear that I'll become too much of a homebody and forget about all the amazing things out in the world that I still need to see and experience.
I wish habits weren't so habit forming.
Being alone can be a beautiful thing sometimes. Other times it is crippling. I get so used to not having to tolerate the rest of the world that I find I'm becoming hyper sensitive in large groups and anxious when in the midst of a crowd. I fear that I'll become too much of a homebody and forget about all the amazing things out in the world that I still need to see and experience.
I wish habits weren't so habit forming.