So, yea, two weeks. Two weeks in my Fortress of Solitude. It's cold like the "real" one, but I'm no Superman. No, other than the girl wanting to come over, it's just me and the cat. Two days back, and I'm already in the work-mode. Early up to do things, a little bit late doing more things. Back into the grind of things that should have been done with a few soon need to be done in the queue. It's getting exhausting again, but I just have to get into it.
I say that because these last couple weeks (as I mentioned in the last post) I've ventured out into meeting new people (cyber-version, not real life). I've meet some interesting individuals, but for the most part people that feel the need to meet. I'm re-discovering that is a problem. The new surroundings, the no one but a cat to talk to; yea, I felt the desire to find someone new, but then many realities came back. Reality one: I am used to not being alone. Reality two: There are more people that know me that don't want to be around me than people that do. Reality three: I don't want to meet new people, in person nor online. Reality four: I really don't want to do that - any of that.
On the mental level, I'm done. I'm perfectly fine with the idea of being by myself for the rest of my life. But on the emotional level, I wasn't ready. I like the idea of just hanging out with someone, but either I too much of a curmudgeon for anyone to want to be with me or I just not anyone's type. At least my cat and daughter like being around me. I just have to concentrate on work, making this new place feel like a home, and save.
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