Caught in a lull. Days of ferociously working and socialising and exercising. Knowing that there is more to come. Afraid of what might happen if I rest for longer. Not wanting to anyway. Doing everything with mediocrity. Just keep going. 

For now, I do rest though. At least my body does. Days of being surrounded by people simply turns up the volume on the silence now. I like my own company. Tonight I don’t feel lonely. Just alone. Slumping on the sofa is much better when there is a head resting on your shoulder. Fresh bedsheets to get crumpled on one side. Half a pizza for lunch tomorrow.

Being alone with the right person is maybe the best thing ever.