Alone

Living alone has been tough. It's already been about 4 months now. It does have its perks though. You have the freedom to do whatever you want to do, however you want to do it and whenever you want to do it. What do they call this kind of freedom again? Oh, yeah. FUN. It is liberating but when the fun dies and the party's over, where does that leave me? Responsibilities. Obligations. The real world. The harsh reality. It's bittersweet, actually. A double-edged sword for others. You toughen up because of the situation, like you have a choice, but you also tend to become vulnerable and subtle among other things. Your family's away however, your friends are there for you BUT they just can't be at all times - they do have their own lives you know. It is a curse and a blessing all intertwined in some bizarre way. It's an enigma waiting to unfold but you just don't know how yet then again, for some gnarly reason, eventually things would fall into place. Who knows when that time would come? Who knows why? As for me, I'll hang on to that thought... Like I have a choice.