I spent a good amount of time in my twenties alone.

I would cry and hate how much I miss being someones somebody, little did i know that somebody was me. I am in something like a relationship and to be honest I hate it. I hate the feeling of how we have to be around each other all the time. It could be that I feel into the same cycle of dating a man who I know clearly does not meet my expectation. The more I blog during hard time the more I realize i enjoy just my own space. I like to not always speak my thoughts. I like the quite. I like the move in my own space and be in my own world or delusion.

This man I am seeing he talks when he is nervous, hates the public and drinks everyday. I am not sure what it is I was seeking maybe I thought having someone would do something.

I want to leave and be alone so I can do my own thing. So I can adventure out. I realize I no longer am craving love, a partner but more of a life friend. or perhaps spend more time alone building the life I want.

Oh how simple and EASY  that seems…