It's time to leave behind the Museum of Someone Else's Life. They get back from holiday today and I get to go back to the Intrepids and Lady Jane Grey, the Nine Day Queen (my sister is staying with us at the moment).
So, I've cleaned the bathroom, scrubbed down the kitchen, piled up the mail and stashed all my things back into the bags I brought with me. Once again the kitchen clock ticks loudly through the silence. It's been fun - I haven't felt quite as lonely as I thought I might and yet it has given me the opportunity to think and pray and reflect. I've gone a bit crazy at times - allowing my thoughts to run away with me, but it has been alright.
I think, when I do get a place of my own, I will have to make sure I'm spending enough social time with other people. Introverted I may be, but for the sake of my own sanity I probably need not to be throwing teabags at miniature cereal boxes.
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