There’s a challenge floating around cyberspace at the moment, a challenge to write a post under the theme Life Unmasked. I wasn’t going to participate – need to stay on task with a project – but after reading someone else’s post, I realized I had something to say, so I’m going to give a shot. Ten minutes. Ready? Go!
It was Anna‘s words, “I’m been forced into a kind of hibernation … ” and her saying one of the things she’s struggled most with is “loneliness.” Why did I put that in quotations marks, the last word? It’s loneliness, flat out.(7 minutes left.)
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I wrote in my little notebook a couple of weeks ago:
I spend a lot of time alone. Sometimes not enough. Sometimes too much.
I liked the way it sounded
and immediately counted the number of characters
to see if it was fewer than 140
so I could post it on Twitter.
I was just dying to say it somewhere, once.
but I decided not to tweet it
– or maybe I did, who knows?
(Under 5 minutes left. Stop thinking, Marilyn. Just write.)
I didn’t tweet it or maybe I did.
but here’s the thing:
I wanted to say it.
I was dying to say it.
I was dying for someone to know
I’m alone a lot.
And sometimes it’s just what I need.
And sometimes it’s not.
and when it’s not,
I don’t know what to do about it.
There is a difference,
and being lonely.
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I NEED SPACE to think and write –
but I also need places
where I brush up against others
and there is something that keeps me from planning it,
from intentionally working some of that in on purpose
and I need to tackle that.
There you go,
If you’ve got one,
write a post
and link up at Joy’s blog on Wednesdays.