Readjusting
It's Friday night and I'm at home by myself. No, wait, there's a cat here. I feel like some sort of "crazy cat lady" reference should be thrown out.
I could go out. I could seek out company. I could find someone to spend time with. The thing is, though, I'm totally content being by myself. I feel like coming back to San Francisco from traveling alone for some time, I'm totally in my element being on my own. And yet, a part of me feels like I should go out, should seek out company, should find someone to spend time with. But I just don't friggin' feel like it because, well, I've got dorky, photo-related things to do and people to beat Bejeweled at (damn it!!!). Is that bad? I don't think this will always be the case, nor am I trying to make it seem like I'm sort of shut-in.I guess I just need to be OK with the fact that I'm OK with being on my own. It's so weird. Nonsensically so.
