December 20th, 2017

I like my solitude normally. It's nice to have some time to myself. But that doesn't mean I don't get lonely. The week's only half over, but beyond waving at Hal I haven't seen him all week. Even last week he was working on finishing up his projects so much that I didn't get to see him as much as I'd like. Even Max has been scarce, she hasn't come visit me for lunch in weeks. I was hoping Candace would at least like to go to the gym today, get me some company. Nope, she mentioned something about midwinter and said she couldn't.

So I did all my chores today, made my way around town, and came back home to do laundry and everything. It wasn't so long ago I did all this stuff on my own anyway. I've never really felt the need to have company. I guess I've gotten attached.

It's not so bad, I'm not complaining. Or at least, I'm not complaining about having become so attached. I am complaining about the lack of contact.

I know I've got my parents around, and it's nice don't get me wrong. But it's just not the same. I am an adult, and I'm given my freedom. But they worry and just want to make sure they know where I am all the time, and so I don't feel like I have that freedom. I certainly can't just spontaneously stay the night somewhere, I have to check in. And they want to know whats going on all the time, and if I spend too much time in my room doing research like I was these last two nights they bug me about not being sociable.

I need to find a place for myself. I love my parents, and I do enjoy having them around and everything, but I need a place of my own for a change.

Anyway, not to dwell on that. Tomorrow night's the party, and Hal and Max will be there, so my loneliness will come to an end.