Monday, November 26, 2012
Why I can't imagine getting married.
Now I can't imagine getting married. I left NYC because it felt crowded. Because more than anything, I longed to be alone. Every morning I have coffee by myself. I prop my legs up on the chair next to me and read a book. I do weird little stretches and I frequently peer out of the window like a nosy widow, checking up on the neighborhood.
I love it. I can't imagine sharing my space with someone else. I can't imagine cooking dinner, rubbing each others necks, planning our weekends together. (yuck!)
It surprises me how different I feel, how foreign that all seems. I have embraced being single in a way, and now I fantasize about a life with a dog, my writing, and a window facing the ocean.
(photo taken by the talented Julian Goldstein)
Posted by Joy at 10:43 AM