I am alone again this weekend. I could have gone with my husband for a weekend of fishing in the woods but I no longer fish like I once did. I love it but am unable to walk on the twisting winding paths that get me to the creek where we fish so I am alone.
I don't always like being alone I do like a day or two now and then where I can do what I want, when I want and not worry about having to please anyone but me. I have always liked being by myself at times. I was one of those kids who would happily curl up with a book rather then go out with some of my friends at times. I am pretty much the same way as an adult.
I am never alone as long as I have my books, my computer and, occasionally, the phone that I use to reach out and touch someone when I feel the need.
To night I have Odd Thomas with me. I don't know if you all know who Odd is but he is a character in a Dean Koontz series and I am happily helping him work out some of the problems only Odd can have.
Alone? Yes. Lonely.......NO.