This “independently happy” business has been going pretty well for me lately.
And yet it’s days like today when a sort of a longing envelopes me. I can feel winter approaching and with it a longing grows in me. It’s days like today, when the sky turns a dark grey from the clouds chased by wintery winds, that I start dreaming of a roaring fire, me and a warm soul.
I don’t long for intense passion or sensuality. I just dream of someone to be able to cozy up next to.
But, as some wiser people than me said, it’s better to be alone (or single, however you wish it) than to be with someone you’re not sure of or with someone who doesn’t live up to what you truly want from a significant other.
So I’m just going to go back to being independently happy for now.