I am on my own again!
When I moved down to Florida almost four years ago, I initially lived with an amazing couple, Jorge and Marie, on Miami Beach. From there, I found a couple of dope roommates, Mark and Tony, and Tony’s black lab, Sally.
After a few months with the most amazing 30-somethings in South Florida, I moved out on my own, but I wasn’t really on my own. When I lived alone for the first time, I had an amazing neighbor-friend, Greer.
Though I was on my own, in my independent living space, Greer was apartment 5 and I was 6. We spent a great deal of time together and counted on each other when we had amazing days and tough ones. Not only were we each other’s emotional support, we jogged together in the morning, shared meals, hung out on the weekend, and exchanged advice about love and life.
From there, I became an organizer for the 2016 election year. The commute from Broward County to Palm Beach County proved to be difficult. Us Floridians know, I-95 is unpredictable, so a 30-minute commute can easily become an hour and in some rare cases, two. Because of the highway’s unreliability, I found supporter housing with Jim and Lorrie, who I spent two years with. Read about how Lorrie, Jim, and I connected here: https://delraynewspaper.com/5-questions-flose-boursiquot-24056!
After two years living with Lorrie, Jim, and all the pets pictured, I decided to venture out on my own again!
When it came time to settle in my apartment, I knew it would be important to cure loneliness before it set on. Don’t get me wrong, I sometimes need to isolate myself, I can isolate in a room full of people — I climb in my head and stay there until I’ve worked out whatever it is that requires isolation, but I love being around people. My friend, Danielle, and I recently talked about where we get our energy; I derive much of mine from positive interactions with other human beings.
Living alone is the opposite of interacting with human beings, so what could I do to not feel so far away from life forms.
- First, I got a cat! Sasha. She’s the sweetest, most mischievous creature on the planet. I love that she has gotten use to my alarm clock in the morning and gets in my face until I wake up to feed her. Sometimes, she even gets all up in my face before my alarm and causes trouble. I’d like to think that we share a mutual bond. She purrs and meows when I get home and sits on my lap for pets whenever she feels like it. The bottom line, I’ll always have a pal in Sasha.
- Lastly, I have started planting herbs in my apartment. Not only has having my personal herb garden scattered around my apartment been a slight dollar saver, it’s also helped liven up the place. Plants, much like a kitty cat, help foster a routine — if I don’t water the suckers and show them love then they die. You don’t want your plants to die, do you, DO YAHHHH!
Don’t be afraid to take the living-alone-leap, when you’re ready, it won’t be so bad if you anticipate loneliness and find ways to cure it before it sets on. That’s not to say there won’t be days when you do get lonely, but those days won’t become routine.