Social Life-ing, and the Pitfalls ThereofPosted on 2012.07.22 at 14:40
I'm working on an archaeological survey crew this summer, so I've been spending the vast majority of my time with my crew mates. We work together, travel together, eat together, we've even bunked together for projects. A lot of togetherness. And I've gotten to spend the last couple of weekends at home, visiting with my immediate family and grandparents and old friends from high school and college, not to mention the couple of weddings I've had in the past month that have provided even more social opportunities. I'm having a great time. In fact, there's only problem...I've forgotten how to be alone. I'm here in my apartment, alone for the first time in nearly two weeks, and the only thing I want to do is find out who else is in town and go and do something. Being alone is boring. It's not fulfilling. It makes me feel like I'm friendless and isolated. Obviously, that's not true. Clearly, I have a blessed life full of wonderful people that I like, and who like me. Given some time to myself, I'm sure I'll remember what it is about solitude that I love so much. I know I could use some. I suspect the mild bout of hives I have right now is stress-related (unless it's new-allergy related, which is possible). Ugh. I hate being randomly transformed into a social butterfly. It confuses me.