Mark is out tonight and I have Friday night All To Myself.
Delicious and solo.
No matter how much you love someone and their company, there is something indescribably lovely about being in one's own company.
No chat. No discussion. Channel surfing without comment. King of Queens reruns. Daal for dinner. (It would have been nachos, but that would have required going to the store!) Maybe a bath and the library book.
Not that Any of those things above are un-doable with Mark here, it is somehow more yummy occasionally by myself.
Nice to fly solo once in a while.
And how can I miss you if you never go away?
The really nice this is that after a night on my own, I'll be ready for him again.
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