Well, I just packed my visitors off. This is typically a really hard time for me, when the house falls silent.
Because it can't. If it were always like this, it wouldn't be special. Find a way to enjoy the "silence". Prolly a lame and trite thing to say but there is a really nice after-glow when you change a few nouns around in your head. Make "loneliness" become "serenity"; make "silence" become "tranquility" and it's not so bad at all.
I very much believe that until we're completely content and comfortable with ourselves we've got Buckley's chance of being happy with someone else.
Now - I must be off and find a way to disable Mr.G's newfound capacity to post bloody smiley huggy kissy thingys.
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