My daily routine is sensitive. When something disrupts it, everything else fails to sit right. Tim is leaving for the Outback for work while I'm left alone. I'm not alone though -- I have friends from work, friends from Facebook, other random friends, and parents. It's great.
Why do I need someone to be by my side at night? Why can't I fall asleep and feel peaceful and at ease when I'm alone? Are we meant to be left alone? I've always been surrounded by people -- living at home, living in residence, and working or studying abroad or in another part of the country. Why do people feel the need for personal space? Or living alone?
I wish I had a larger appt (3 bedrooms) and lived with more friends. That way, maybe life would be easier -- maybe for more people than just for myself.
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