I’ve been thinking a lot lately about loneliness. Perhaps I can blame that on reading MWF Seeking BFF, the fact that most of my friends moved at least 6 hours away from me, or Dillon’s short, but lovely visit back home. Him leaving has probably been the hardest. He lived with me for two weeks and then had to go back to grad school, back to his life.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately, and I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s easy to feel lonely when you’re alone.
While I’ve been feeling like I’ve been coming down with something, which would usually keep me inside, I decided to throw caution to the wind and see two of my oldest friends for a “night on the town.”
I needed that.
Those two ladies brought me back down to a reasonable level of “I feel alone”ness. Of course, the tickle in the back of my throat that night is now a full blown head cold.
Was it worth it?
There’s really nothing that can make you feel more grounded, or more loved, than sleeping on your best friends couch, drinking good coffee together, and sharing a laugh. I love my BFFs.