A few weeks ago, I had the entire weekend to myself. My family was on vacation, my roommate was out of town, Brian was at a bachelor party. All of my friends seemed to be everywhere but free and in the city. This had never happened before. If I have a free weekend, I like to go to the suburbs and stay with my parents. If they're busy, I find some trouble to get into with friends. But this one weekend there was nothing. And no one. And it was kind of nice.
One afternoon I packed a book and some Thai takeout and sat in a park for a few hours, reading, people watching, thinking, planning. I'm very lucky to be surrounded by those I love and new experiences, but I think time alone, doing close to nothing, really recharges my batteries.
That afternoon at the park got me thinking about how little time I spend alone and if I'd enjoy more of it. Could I travel alone? Live alone? Everyone has always told me I'm an extrovert. My parents joke that if I could be surrounded by people 24 hours a day, I would be, but I don't know. Something about being entirely alone, depending only on yourself, is exhilarating. But also terrifying.
What about you? Do you like being alone? Do you live alone? Would you take a big trip alone? I'm probably too chicken, really.
Oh, and my purse was courtesy of Olivia + Joy (and it's now on super sale!). This photo doesn't do it justice. It's huge (without looking huge, you know? or so I hope) and carries my entire life around these days. Two thumbs up.
Traveling alone can be both really fun AND really lonely! My favorite is to combine the two and meet up with friends for a few days, then do a few days alone. It's definitely an excellent way to get to know yourself better. :)
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