OK. Maybe I’m not being completely serious with a topic that sounds like it might just should be that way :-), but I couldn’t help myself.
Celebrating both International Peace Day and the last day of summer, Jeff and I headed to the beach knowing full well that we would have our pick of places to plop our chairs. The beach is nearly void of visitors this time of year, and me, being the – ah – introvert that I am, find it most relaxing when I can hear the waves brushing the shore, sans the hum of human beach goers. Far be it from me to begrudge people their holidays, nor do I wish to take fun-in-the-sun time away from anyone. I just like the space and serenity afforded me when the real estate is less occupied.
I am a solitary man, except I’m a woman. (huh?)
Apparently, I’m not alone in my need to be alone. There’s this good ol’ boy.
Those of you that know me, know Rocky, my long-haired German Shephard. Well, this is not him. But it could be his double. Except Rocky would not be sitting as peacefully in the sand. Or anywhere else for that matter. But that’s another story.
Thanks to Cheri Lucas for this week’s topic. There are a plethora of posts that have been submitted this week, as always. Worth looking into. For more on Solitary, click on the WordPress logo below.
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