The Ups and Downs of Solitude

Dearest Reader,

Living alone can be both incredibly wonderful and bone-chillingly scary, depending on the day.

The best part about living on your own is that you may do as you wish, even if it is disgusting or socially unacceptable, without the judging eyes of others. This may include eating in bed, listening to embarrassing music, walking around naked or not closing the bathroom door.

If you don’t wish to talk, cook, clean or do anything else a healthy human being living in a community should be doing, you don’t have to. And nobody will ever know.

It. Is. Awesome.

However, there are also significant disadvantages of fending for yourself.

If you live in a big, disgusting city, or a tropical area of our planet (or like me, both) you are bound to have unwanted fauna in your apartment at some point.

This could range from irritating mosquitoes to nightmare-provoking spiders and what appear to be cockroaches that have undergone some sort of radioactive treatment to reach a gozilla-size.

And then you sit, shaking in some corner of your place, feeling slightly dizzy from all the poison you sprayed in panic, wishing someone was there to help. Alas, you have to somehow deal with the situation yourself.

On the bright side, nobody will hear you scream, run and cry like a little girl as you perform the execution and disposal of said intruders.

The other downside is the misery of being sick, all by yourself. Nobody brings you food, showers you with attention and pity, and stays up with you when you can’t sleep. All you’ve got is yourself and Netflix, and a sudden desire to befriend the delivery guy who’s bringing your food.

You can however always get comfort in the fact that nobody saw you in your sorry unshowered, snotty state.


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