I slept nine and a half hours last night.
I am alone in this large house.
I have no plans for the weekend besides showering and food preparation.
I think that I've become quite poor at figuring out how to spend time alone. Every idea that comes to mind as to what I could do this weekend involves me sitting here in this room:
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I'm just saying that it feels strange, since I so rarely do it.
Part of the reason for this is that a meal out with another person is not simply (eating + person). Eating with someone is a fairly intimate thing, combines pleasures, etc. SYNERGY. I hate that word, but it applies.
Eating alone, for me, would simply be about the experience of the food which, honestly, I can't care about that much unless it is quite expensive/amazing. There are just so many other things that I'd rather be doing while alone that going out to eat (which would involve 20-30 minutes of travel, at least) seems like a waste of my time.
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I have a hard time living if I don't have this kind of time. It's great for "keeping my thoughts straight", and reflecting on my past life, organizing it, wondering, in awe, humbled.
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