Tim comes home today after being away for almost a week.
I have to admit I have had a nice time alone at home. I have read books, watched many movies, worked on my writing, cleaned my closet, and most of all danced around the house with reckless abandon. I laughed, I cried, I was myself 200% without anyone else to consider. Selfish, I know, but it had to be done.
Don't get me wrong, I am happy he is coming home today, but when you have lived in a 750 sq. ft. space for the last 12 years with the same person, it can get a little cramped. I noticed it is not just the physical space that gets cramped, it is my emotional space as well. Not sure if that makes sense. I feel like when I am in tight quarters (like my home) without my own space I am more apt to put my own emotions, opinions and outbursts aside as to not upset the energy in the space or most of all, upset or anger the other person. I guess in a nutshell, I bite my tongue and swallow my feelings much more than I should and I am not solid with that anymore. I need to fully express myself in every situation no matter what feathers may get ruffled.
I am happy Tim had fun with his family and am happy that I discovered what behavior about myself I want to change. Ha ha, we will see how it goes.
I am also happy I have the Bird's Nest to fly to when I need my own space.
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