At one in two
Sometimes, I just
want to be left alone, left to my own thoughts to be by myself. I know this
desire is a difficult one especially when in a close relationship. It is a
process of reconditioning and adaptation that is not easy but necessary when
thinking and acting for two.
Your thoughts and
moods are not as personal or private as they once were. Any apparent change in
attitude, demeanour, or responsiveness is immediately noticed as you run a
barrage of enquiries and questions as to how you feel or what might be wrong
with you, with them, or between you both when there really is nothing the
matter at all.
Unfortunately, there
is never a satisfactory answer to the many questions to which there is an
implicit demand for a suitable, adequate, and proper explanation, or it
presents a vector of possible conflict. How do you explain when you just feel unperturbed
and meh?
Solitude and
expression
Then, I guess the
concept of solitude is an often-misunderstood subject about individuality, the
idea of space and the cultural dimensions that might pertain to it. My blog is
both a public journal and a conservatory of thinking that frequently has too
much read into what is written. Whereas its fundamental purpose is a forum to document
and develop thoughts for possible discussion.
I fear that when my blog
is read in this way, it would begin to arrest expression leading to
self-censorship and the loss of an outlet for my own catharsis, that is
something I would hate to happen on my blog. Its free format for expression
and introspection is valuable and useful, retaining this space for it matters
much.
Person and personable
Indeed, I am a social
being, I love company, companionship, and my relationship, but not to the
extent of feeling like one part of conjoined twins fused together at some part
of our bodies. By nature, I am also introverted, I do not function well in crowds.
Heck! I went to bed early leaving guests to my birthday celebration partying.
This is same person
who appears to easily strike up conversations with strangers. There are many
facets to personality and individuality, I can be a hermit easily forgoing any
human intervention cooped up in my apartment for up to a week without it
bothering me, it suits my temperament.
However, the joy,
security, and stability of having someone to love, and lean on, is priceless.
I cherish it, I honour it, I will continue to nurture it and build it into an
enduring treasure of life, may it prosper and grow, I love you, Brian.
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