Midnight Musings #1
Confession: I miss the feeling of coming home to someone.
Maybe I shouldn’t even be publishing this, but here we are.
Don’t misunderstand me. I don’t feel lonely or sad.
A better description would probably be a bittersweet surge of emotions someone feels as they recall their past lovers late at night.
I have always been comfortable with being on my own.
As much as I’d like to consider this a strength, I think it has also played a big part in the downfalls of my relationships.
For a few times already, I’ve made people feel like I didn’t need them. I took them for granted. At least, now I know better.
I’m writing this around midnight because I promised to write everyday.
So before I went to bed, I wanted to express the most nagging thought inside my head — thus, my opening sentence.
Nowadays, everything is a click away.
If I wanted to be with someone so badly, I would have already entered a relationship a year ago — or at least dated around for the past few months. But I haven’t seen anyone since April (by choice).
Damn…half a year already. Cheers. lol.
Anyway, I want to stop rambling now.
As much as I miss coming home to someone, I don’t want be with just anyone.
I have more important things to sort other than my love life — or lack thereof.
Until then — I have no time and interest to date around.
I’ll talk more about the importance of embracing being alone in one of my next entries on here.
For now, I’ll be saying good night.
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P.S. Midnight Musings will be a regular thing here on my account.
Just quick bursts of thoughts and feelings before I sleep.
I won’t be paying attention to structure or formalities.
This will be more of a way to make sure I write regularly — and to keep check of things going on inside me.
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I don’t expect anyone to read this but if you’ve stuck till the end of this blog post, you rock! Bye for now!