Disclaimer: This was written on Saturday 26th November, on the way back home. A short piece, unedited, that I just felt like sharing.
I’ve forgotten how to be alone.
I’ve forgotten how it feels to appreciate a meal outside of my home with my own company.
I’ve forgotten how to take solo adventures, like little trips to the city, and reflect on myself.
This year has been the least lonely year I have ever lived. From being part of a committee, to a community to a family. I’ve constantly been surrounded by friends. I’ve been left with very little time to myself.
So when the last semester of the year was over, I was left with mixed feelings. I was eager to go back to a tranquil lonely life, yet I was also apprehensive of it.