Oh my gosh you guys, I feel like such a renegade. Like Bonnie with absolutely no need for Clyde. Is this what being an outlaw feels like because I’m not going to lie, it’s a tad exhilarating.
You see I pulled a fast one on my family. I went to a preschool events planning committee meeting and then on the walk home the sun was still shining and the breeze was blowing just so, so I stole something. I stole some time and I gave it to myself. I’m sitting outside of a café enjoying my beautiful city and keeping my own company for a blissful few moments and it feels GOOD!
You know, I like me. I get along with myself quite nicely. I have to remind myself that it’s not a crime to spend time with myself for no other reason than I like to be alone and enjoy being me for me.