Separation Anxiety
When you live alone for a long time, you get used to the freedom and independence, but you also kinda take it for granted. And you start to wonder if you'll ever be able to adjust to living with others again.
Last week in Lake Tahoe, three singles and one couple shared a 2-bedroom, 2-bathroom suite. Unlike on the Alaska cruise 2 years ago, I can't exactly say that Barbara and Lisa were my roomies, as this time my "room" was the living room where the sofabed was, rather than one stateroom cabin that housed all three of us. But I still shared a bathroom and closet space with them, and they even let me into their drawers (heh), so we were sorta roomies. Plus Matt and Michelle were there to hang out in the living room and on the patio as well.
And sure, it's an adjustment being around people so much. But then when you get home, all that space and peace and quiet you normally crave feels a bit emptier for a couple of days. It's like getting your land legs back after a week on a boat (yes, everything comes back to the the Alaska cruise, okay?!). You're a bit wobbly on your feet at first. You realize that you can no longer simply turn your head and make a comment to someone, or share a laugh with them, or even ignore them because you know you'll talk to them later. Lisa put it best when she described the feeling as separation anxiety. Sure, this is old news for many of you, but for those of us who are perennially single, it's a bit more rare for us. Let's see, when was the last time I felt this way? Oh yes -- after the Alaska cruise.
And so, in conclusion, Alaska cruise.
I'm sorry, what was I saying...?
Last week in Lake Tahoe, three singles and one couple shared a 2-bedroom, 2-bathroom suite. Unlike on the Alaska cruise 2 years ago, I can't exactly say that Barbara and Lisa were my roomies, as this time my "room" was the living room where the sofabed was, rather than one stateroom cabin that housed all three of us. But I still shared a bathroom and closet space with them, and they even let me into their drawers (heh), so we were sorta roomies. Plus Matt and Michelle were there to hang out in the living room and on the patio as well.
And sure, it's an adjustment being around people so much. But then when you get home, all that space and peace and quiet you normally crave feels a bit emptier for a couple of days. It's like getting your land legs back after a week on a boat (yes, everything comes back to the the Alaska cruise, okay?!). You're a bit wobbly on your feet at first. You realize that you can no longer simply turn your head and make a comment to someone, or share a laugh with them, or even ignore them because you know you'll talk to them later. Lisa put it best when she described the feeling as separation anxiety. Sure, this is old news for many of you, but for those of us who are perennially single, it's a bit more rare for us. Let's see, when was the last time I felt this way? Oh yes -- after the Alaska cruise.
And so, in conclusion, Alaska cruise.
I'm sorry, what was I saying...?
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