How afraid are we of being alone? Do we feel ashamed to have a walk alone? Do we need a book or our smartphone to have a solo lunch? Do we feel awkward for loving our quiet moments alone, cut off of the outer world? Sometimes I do feel all of this. And then again I remember that solitude - chosen solitude from time to time - is the best way to deal with yourself. To work on the big, eternal relationship - the one with yourself. I consciously choose moments of solitude in my home. And to fully enjoy these moments I must feel comfortable, I must feel cosy and at home. And then I realize that it's the little things at home that sometimes elicit a smile and the happy feeling of being all satisfied and confident about yourself. And about your home. Happy weekend, friends!
P.S. Have you seen my musings as a francophile on Fleurishing blog? Check it out here.
P.S. Have you seen my musings as a francophile on Fleurishing blog? Check it out here.
Photography: Vintage 50s vase via Dawanda
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