I'm so freaking tired. I haven't been up this early, for this long, in weeks if not months. While I missed the farmer's market because of my laziness, and the cookout because of my laziness and Charles work schedule, I did get to spend time with Charles yesterday. We did dinner, visited friends, walked around downtown, and finally cuddled in front of the television. I forgot how much I like just being in his presence. He adores me and he's very touchy-feely; I like being adored, touched and felt; therefore we work good together. LOL.
I spent the night in Greenville so I could have as much time with Charles as possible. Since he had to be at work by 830am, we got up at 7am - yes A M. And I've been up ever since.
I forgot how amazing it is to be awake and see the world slowly unfold from it's cocoon and stretch to meet the day. I find a calm and a peace in seeing it morph from shades of black to gradations of grays and blues. A new day is born, new possibilities await, old issues are past. I can breathe and I feel that peace deep in my soul.
Yet it's left me so very tired.
I hate to do it but I'm going back to sleep. I bought two force fan heaters yesterday so my room is rather toasty right now. What's funny is that even though I have an entire apartment to live in, my living space really consists of just my room and the bathroom. I don't do anything in the rest of the apartment. I started separating myself in my room from the rest of the world as a child and I've just never stopped. It's where I feel the safest and where I can just be me. I think that's one of the reasons I'm so excited about van dwelling. I'm already use to living in small spaces and I love to travel. What more could a girl ask for?
I'll holla later. Be still and Be blessed.