Jonathan returns from a 2-week work trip on Sunday. I like being alone, so I didn’t think it would be so bad being on my own for 2 weeks. Plus I had a quick visit to Portland for a night, and I kept busy with school and various outings. I thought the biggest difference was how long one tub of yogurt lasted in the refrigerator.
Then I noticed that I wasn’t sleeping very well.
Then I realized I was becoming gloomy and reclusive.
Then Tessa and Oscar came to visit yesterday, and I found myself talking to Tessa non-stop for an hour and a half.
Alone time is great. Too much alone time is not so great. I think that it’s only great when you know it’s going to end soon.
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 108: 131 words, TOTAL = 17,787; 42,213 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is an award-winning author, poet, and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her children, grandchildren, and granddogs.