I'm not a very independent person. Ever since I was little, I remember feeling anxious when my parents dropped me off alone somewhere--whether it was at the barn for my weekly riding lesson, or at a friend's house. Little things gave me butterflies: ordering food at a restaurant, knocking on doors (even when the occupants … Continue reading On Independence
Tag: Being alone
Being Alone
Being alone is footsteps on the sidewalk. Heavy, fast footsteps. Running. Thoughts that trail away behind you to explore the world as you pass it by, music bumping you forward as the beats strike your eardrum like your feet strike the ground. Being alone is ideas and emotions that bottle up throughout the day, at … Continue reading Being Alone