I realised yesterday, for the first time I can recall, the thought of being alone with myself and my thoughts unnerves me. It has been several weeks since there has been alone time. Usually I go from person to person and I’m fortunate, there are always enough people. It looms in the background though, threatening to erupt in some destructive form. My decisions are not the best. As a result my life is shyte right now. However, as Jas commented yesterday - when it is still Tuesday, there are many days for the week to get better yet. Many days for my life to get better. For me to make better decisions. It will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, its not the end.
Read Terry Pratchett’s ‘Thief of Time’ in order to escape reality because I am not sure I am ready to be alone in my head just yet. Thursday night and possibly the weekend, but not right now. SUCH an amazing author.
It will be okay.
