So…I went back and read previous posts and realized I started sounding like an old spinster, droning on about how lonely she is all the time, but a friend said to me recently something I’m not likely to soon forget and never knew about myself. She’d recently broken up with someone and said she’d needed to learn how to be alone, but that I apparently mastered the art of it and am perfectly content to be. Then I thought about it. Yeah…pretty darn accurate. Nothing wrong with it, I’ve just learned to like my own company when it necessitates and I really hate going to the movies with other people. Definitely learn to appreciate your time alone, but cultivate the art of being able to sacrifice some of it for and with others as well. Just a part of life because contrary to popular belief, we don’t live life alone. It just seems that way when no one else shares your space. Now that I know that about myself, I don’t hate being alone, I just want someone to share my time with now. It has gotten old, but it’s not as bad as I thought it’d be either.