What’s that in the road ahead?
What’s that in the road, a head?
I work from home. On weekends i just want to stay home and lay in bed.
I’m the same way, WFH and never want to go out. The reason I play the lottery is, well financial freedom of course, but to have the ability to be a complete shut in and work on projects that actually matter to me and on my own schedule. No more working the hours some other person tells me to just to further enrich those that make in a month what I make in a year and would throw me to the wolfs without a second thought if it benefited them.
Same. I don’t how how I could possibly stay in more than I already am now, but challenge accepted.
You have to put a tent in your living room and stay only inside that.
A Bob Seger reference?
Still here we are, both of us lonely.
Honestly, I’d love it if people left me alone long enough to feel lonely.
I haven’t felt lonely in many years. I kind of miss it (or at least the opportunity). What little time to myself I have is so precious.
It’s like spending your childhood occasionally stuffing yourself so full you feel sick and miserable, but the rest of the time at least feeling well fed. And then you hit adulthood, get poor, and every chance you get to eat just takes the edge off the hunger.
Punctuation matters!
