Few Antipathies: In Company I Keep

Some days I do nothing. Other days, I do anything I feel. And once in a while, I do everything. But the thread through it all? I do it alone and I love it that way.

Solitude isn’t an absence for me. It’s not waiting for someone to fill the space. It’s the space I fill. With my thoughts. My pace. My rhythm. My rest. I’m not hiding from people. I’m honoring the person I’ve become.

There’s no loneliness in this quiet. Only ease. Only me, and the version of me that doesn’t need to perform. I walk alone and laugh out loud at my own thoughts. I read until my eyes close mid-sentence. I make entire meals without announcing it to anyone, except the occasional post to show off my culinary skills on The Tikker Tokker or The Threads ;) I light candles on a random Tuesday. I stay off the grid, not to disappear, but to be fully here.

I’m discovering that there is freedom in not needing an audience. There’s a richness in not waiting on company to start living.

What I’m Saying Yes To:
Taking the long way home. Eating slowly. Laughing at my own jokes. Being my own good time.

What I’m Unlearning:
That I need someone next to me to feel seen. That “alone” means something’s missing. That silence is something to fill.

What’s Saving My Summer:
No plans. Just options. Solo dinners, solo drives, solo joy.

One Frame, One Feeling:
Me, stretched across the couch, book on chest, music floating somewhere between Leon Thomas and silence. This is not a break between moments, this is the moment.

Few distractions. Few obligations. Few antipathies,

I Am