Room of my own
The thing I am loving about this place: it is mine. I can have sound — music, tv — when I want it. I can have quiet when I want it. I can go around unclothed. I can eat when I want to. The food I’m saving is always there. I am alone.
Of course what I most hate about it, occasionally, is that I am alone.
Except for the cat. Sam will have to come soon; Matilda is lonely when I am out.
December 6th, 2005 at 7:05 am
I live with three teenagers, three cats, and one (lovely) man. I envy you your room.
:)
Feithy
December 6th, 2005 at 5:50 pm
Well, I have the two cats (Sam has moved), but they’re much easier companions than people. They don’t play music, take showers, or eat my leftovers — just my flowers.