One thing for sure. I will probably miss the convenience, but will probably be less lonely. Another deep breathe before the huge plunge.
It has reached the time,where I am too much "captured" by my daily life.
No longer being able to take the time to just sit down and write,or think,or speak.
A sign where I am no longer the energetic youngster anymore.
Moving to a new place, having lived 5 years at the old,
Made me re-recognize the feeling of being alone.
Of waking up on weekends wondering what to do next.
Of buying too much food when there's no need to do so.
Of hurrying home, just to find, is there a need to do so?