I languished in my soft chair and ottoman all day watching Dawson's Creek season three on DVD and occasionally reading this P Highsmith book I've been neglecting. This was my Sunday. Un-showered and pouting all evening because my friends didn’t invite me on their excursion to the day at the state fair. I wouldn’t have …
self imposed exile
I would be hard pressed to explain to anyone this desire to be alone. It's nothing personal. Nothing that has to do with anyone but me. Nothing to do with nothing. I just want to be alone. Really alone. I want to sit in my home in front of the movie screen, work in my …
Dixie's Road Trip 