I have a tendency to isolate myself, even inside my own house. And as I was awarded the opportunity to finally read for pleasure, as mentioned yesterday, I was also given a new perspective.
Instead of hiding in my room, curled under the covers for hours on end, I took a place in my living room. From this vantage point, I could easily see into the kitchen and hear everything that was going on.
It probably doesn’t sound like a lot, but this is a big step for me. You really have no idea how much time I used to spend in my room, alone, not talking to anyone. Heck, I’d even try to avoid people online. That’s the making of a hermit if I ever saw one.
hermits arn’t always so bad. i have been one recently, due to Final.