10:51 PM
When Jason left, I didn't feel like going out at all. It was as if the concept was no longer fun for me. I guess it was the timing of everything too, Christmas and its round of parties had just come and gone and everyone was sort of partied out.
Now, it's been 4 months or so, and I wonder if I have settled to the comfortable life of not really going out. I really don't ache to be somewhere, or anywhere than home on Friday and Saturday nights. I've become accepting and ok with the idea of going to bed at a decent hour. I sometimes miss the "thrill" of finding something fabulous to wear, but to be perfectly honest, not so much.
Don't get me wrong, I miss my friends, and the sometimes crazy events that transpire when everybody is about, and maybe just a little tipsy (on coffee) or more. It seems though that my crazy threshold has lowered significantly in the last months or so.As of late, I find myself content with a skype chat for catching up, and smiling over pictures of their latest rendezvous, genuinely happy for their good times, but being content with not having "joined in" at the same time.
I don't know if this is just me hibernating for the off season. Or if my seasons have been turned off permanently a.k.a I really am old.
These days, I'm happiest just traipsing around the house, gallivanting with my sisters, cousins and the rest of my sometimes crazy, but mostly normal family, and living through everyone else via their facebook pictures.
There really is nothing else left to see except we'll hafta see if this off season really does hold up, or if its just another long, albeit passing phase!
Labels: life, off season, talking to myself
sam