I feel like I haven’t been alone in a really long time. Like I haven’t been alone with myself or even been myself for a really long time. I’m always so crowded in my brain with what everyone wants from me.
Some people say I’m so troubled because of my lack of social life but I don’t think so. But that’s their definition of happiness and maybe it really is nice to feel liked and have fun and socialise but I just don’t think it’s something that lasts.
Because sometimes it’s nice to be with myself all alone. Do the soul searching. Maybe out on the road on a really long drive along the ocean or a forest. Not following any rules without any destination.
I don’t have that freedom but I don’t know maybe someday.
Daily Post Prompt: Drive