Quality time with my self
I know I don’t usually write a lot in here, it’s not important though, so you may want to scroll past this..My room isn’t big, it’s only 3x4 meters, but for me it’s one huge wonderland. It has Christmas lights hung around the ceiling and also a set of unused speakers.
So I turned off the main lamp, turned on the Christmas light, put ‘The Trees and The Wild’ on repeat and connect it to my awesome speakers, and most importantly a cup of coffee. Too bad I don’t have a great cup of coffee tonight. I’m trying this ‘Creamy Cappuccino’ and it tastes like milk. bleeh :/
Let’s just say I’m savoring every moment of it, The guitar strums from the marvelous ‘the trees and the wild’ , the lights, the warmth of the ‘coffee’. None of my friends really understand why I love it so much, but I guess everyone has their own moment right?
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Times like this get me thinking (even a lot more than I usually do). Many things crossed my mind, mostly about human though. Weird topic, and I don’t feel like typing it down in tumblr.
Many people find me to be really talkative, but really sometimes I feel like I’m a big introvert. I spend more times alone than hanging out with friends, and I don’t mind a single bit. Sometimes I wonder, am I a loner? no. I actually really love people’s company, and it’s nice to have friends to talk to. But there are times (a lot of them) when I’d rather be alone. Not because I was down, sad or disappointed. I just plainly want to be alone, to have times for my own. Maybe it has something to do with how I grew up. No, I didn’t grow up alone and sad. I have a big brother, a (thanks god) loving family, a bunch of friends that made my childhood fantastic. But yeah, around the times when I was 13 my brother left for college, both of my parents were workaholic, childhood friends went their own way. Years of going home to find empty house (well I had a great maid though, but it’s different) must have something to do with it.
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There are countless times I refused to hang out just to have time like this
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Sometimes I went to the mall alone, wandering through the crowd and looking for my own peace.
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