lonely

Being alone & feeling alone are vastly different beasts.

I enjoy being alone, wearing my pajamas & watching whatever I want on tv - changing the channel at random & nodding off on the sofa. Driving on the highway with my choice of playlist or podcast & talking out loud to myself all the way. I love that.

But I don't enjoy feeling alone. The oppressive quiet of another long & empty weekend. The wishing for someone to talk with, to care about.