This winter has been strange with regard to loneliness. The routines keep me plugging away, but the "settle down" time at the end of the day has become increasingly lonely. The house, the phone and my social life are too quiet. I have decided to chalk it up to cabin fever, winter storms and not enough physical activity. It's hard to take the dog for a walk when there are mountains of snow on all sides. I'm all for taking up a challenge, but I don't want to be found in the spring thaw curled up around my dog in a muddy puddle.
Solitude is a gift - the quiet a comfortable embrace. Loneliness is an unwelcome visitor. It gives me too much time to get stuck in my head and begin to create things to fret about. I need to get out of my head, out of my house and out of a routine that, while helpful, feels a little stagnant.
Can't wait for spring... and lilacs and bright yellow-green new leaves on the trees and yes, even spring cleaning.
|Around the Corner by Andrew Wyeth|