No, dear blog readers, I don’t have covid; at least not yet. Actually, it’s fairly remarkable that I haven’t had it yet given that I lived with two separate people who had it one week apart and I still haven’t caught covid. Especially then, the precautions I took (and still do take) might seem a little extreme, but not without its reason. There was a point in my life where I knew everyone who cared about me had to see me on a respirator in a hospital. Despite the low probability of that happening with these newer variants, I’ve still no desire to risk something similar coming about due to covid, mainly because I know if it does grow to be that bad and if I pull through, I will never hear the end of it.
In a previous post I discussed how my resolutions for 2020 had to be altered to fit in with the unforeseen events the future would present to us all. Well, two years of trying to (and successfully, so far) avoid a potentially lethal virus seems to have reverted my demeaner back to its usual hermit-ish ways, and I’ve learned to accept that fact. Circling back to the title of this post, given the name of this blog, it was inevitable that at least one post would reference another Warren Zevon song, but I think it captures the essence of what I wanted this post to be about: being content with being alone.
I’ve heard that the right person won’t find you until you’ve learned to really own who you are by yourself. In fact, that was on the top ten list of do’s and don’ts for writing power couples put out by an author I follow on YouTube. Each partner was good on their own, but better together. That’s why I see being alone as a good thing; it presents an opportunity to grow and really find out who you are as a person. Like all things, however, it requires balance with something else. I’ve seen couples who try doing a little too much together, and it didn’t really work out, or if it did, the success was a result of what others were doing behind the scenes trying to clean up the personal drama that was brought into it. That is the reason why I wrestled with the decision to stop working with the theater I had been volunteering with for years after I thought there was a future where I was with someone I met through doing that type of work, which ultimately proved unnecessary due to reasons I’ll not get into on here, at least not in this post.
Whether or not one day, I’ll find that warm hand waiting for mine remains to be seen. I know I still have some work to do on myself in regard to trusting others and finding motivation to be…sociable, but I am working on those issues in my own way. Until I am ready, I guess I’ll just have to learn to live as the song states: “Splendid Isolation, I don’t need no one… Don’t want to take up with nobody new, Don’t want nobody coming by without calling first, Don’t want nothing to do with you.”