Something about balance. Or feelings. Or something.

I've really enjoyed my time alone this week. Turns out I have really missed just blasting music and dancing around and cooking whatever I want. Just chilling alone. Being comfortable and happy in my own skin, in my own space.

I haven't done that in...months. 

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I don't like feeling needy but I can acknowledge that it happens and it's okay.

There's a difference between spending time together (ie in the same physical space) and "meaningful time" together.