allergies, aloneness, family, holiday
I don’t mind being alone.
I don’t mind sitting here writing and watching Doctor who specials.
I don’t mind cooking for myself.
What I dread? Is tomorrow when everyone is going to ask what I did, who I saw, did I have a good holiday?
What do I say?
How do I not be rude and avoid the pity?
I really don’t mind today.
I am dreading tomorrow.
My family knows where I am.
My friends know where I am.
No one wants to invite me over because I have to bring my own food. I would be a third wheel.
So no I really don’t mind at all, being alone. I am dreading tomorrow.