An Afternoon at The Park

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.