On any other day I'm as independent as they come. I live alone, dine alone, watch tv alone. I go out to the movies, or dinner, or shopping, and I do it alone. And my feelings about it change. Sometimes I get a little sad that I have to do so much alone. Sometimes I'm really happy that I get to call the shots and come and go as I please. Sometimes I'm indifferent, because, after all, it is simply a way of life. And it is very much mine.
I have many friends and family members, but they all live far away. I am involved in some social activities and so there are times I am not alone. But on a day to day basis, I am alone. I have a couple of friends that live nearby, but they are out of town for the holidays.
Any other day, I am alone, and more or less okay with it. But today is a day to celebrate with people, with loved ones. So today, more than any other day of the year except for maybe Valentine's Day (which is also coming up soon) I am not as independent as usual. I am not as okay with being alone as I usually am. I am wishing I was with loved ones. And so, any other day, I would not be sad to be alone. But today, I am sad.
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