“Solitude is fine but you need someone to tell that solitude is fine.” ― Honoré de Balzac
I’ve been fairly quiet on here the last few days, deep in thought, mired in work and worry. It’s a rare moment when I have true solitude to refresh myself. I actually don’t remember the last time I could just sit, breath, meditate, envelop myself in the peace of solitude.
I believe everyone should have moments when they can just be. No pressure, no one to talk to, no outside maneuverings – just being.
I’m in a weird mood. I’m bucking against conformity, while being a conformist. I’m also in the midst of a sidebar in case your wondering (I tend to have strange lines of thought – they aren’t linear most of the time). I would LOVE to dye my hair blue…there is a women at my building who has hers blue and I LOVE it (she must have just done it). I bought 2 colours of blue last year when I was on maternity leave, but never did it. Now I’m in an office structure and feel like I can’t. I’m also in my 40s. I feel almost like I’m too old to do the funky colours anymore. It makes me sad.
I’m also really tired. I know it’s just my youngest and I tonight. I have to do the cat litter. I guess I’ll have some solitude tonight. I’m hoping to crash early, as I’m on the verge of sleeping now…at work. Not so great.
I need to walk my dogs too.
I need to lose weight.
I think those two are mutually inclusive….maybe.
I think getting more sleep would help too. Maybe.
Working in the yard would help.
Gardening, planting flowers, filling that sandbox.
Maybe I should just let it all go and run wild in the forest,
I don’t think so.
Peaceful Solitude Mix