On Loneliness
Loneliness is sometimes a welcome thing. Tonight, in the rain, I felt sad and all alone. I felt pangs of sadness for a single life that would include late nights at bars and stumbling home in a beautiful neighborhood of san francisco. how fun that must be. And then I felt lonely, walking the streets by myself. but its a good thing. The sadness of loneliness. It reminds me that I need to come back to myself. That I need to be happy with myself before I can be ready for other things. One of the hardest things in life I think, is being comfortable in my true skin. The skin that is "me." Being lonely reminds me to forgive myself for my shortcomings and the things I need to work on. It reminds me to love myself and that I can count on myself.
So, being alone is not bad. I should welcome it. And when it so happens, the opportunity to be alone presents itself, like tonight driving into the city in a rainstorm, after a class back in Oakland ($8 total for the day) in bridge toll, I will love it. And be thankful that I can be happy while alone. So, maybe thats not loneliness. maybe loneliness is chronic alone time. hmmm.
well, anyway. alone time is good.
thats my word. for today.
So, being alone is not bad. I should welcome it. And when it so happens, the opportunity to be alone presents itself, like tonight driving into the city in a rainstorm, after a class back in Oakland ($8 total for the day) in bridge toll, I will love it. And be thankful that I can be happy while alone. So, maybe thats not loneliness. maybe loneliness is chronic alone time. hmmm.
well, anyway. alone time is good.
thats my word. for today.