The couple I am staying with, A, and B, have this gorgeous house on seventy acres here in Berkley (see, I can blend in). The only other house visible from here is the infamous A-Frame, where my hosts' daughter lives with her fiance.
I grew up in a similar situation. We lived out in the middle of nowhere, and could only see one other house from where we lived. I spent long hours walking in the woods, and in warm weather could frequently be found in a tree reading. I was exceptionally self reliant in those days. My parents had seperated, my brother had joined the army, and my mother was working from 6:30 in the morning until 4:30 PM, so I foud myself alone a great deal of the time. It was then i learned to cook, and do my own laundry.
The unfortunate thing about living so far removed from everything was my lack of socalization. I think my deep shyness stems from this period in my life. I am probably too comfortable doing things by myself. I want someone else in my life, but on my own terms. Yet I still struggle with loneliness.
As typically happens, I sat down to write about the great place I was staying, and ended up discussing my issues. But hey, this is way cheaper than therapy.
I am off now to take a walk in the woods.
1 comment:
This post made me laugh. I tend to do the same thing. Who knows what can trigger such introspection? But like you said, it's cheaper than therapy!
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