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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

thing the sixth...

I don't want this next thing about me to come across wrong. I don't want my mother to be sad about it, and I don't want people to think that I don't want them around. I do. It's just that, well, I like to be alone.

I grew up, from about 1980 on, alone. It wasn't a bad alone, it was a good 'alone.' It was the kind of alone where, as a kid, and sometimes an adult, you can spend a lot of good time thinking, imagining, and just living inside your head. I still enjoy that. I enjoy my alone drives from work to home, and back again. I enjoy shutting my door at work and working alone, without distractions, just me, my thoughts, and my music.

Sometimes my mother worries about me when I mention that I was always alone as a child. But, to tell you the truth, I think it was the best thing for me. I would spend hours walking around the ten acres of land that we had in Boyd, TX, just living in my head, and living out imaginary adventures.

So, I am a loner. But I love being alone with my little family, with my wife and my boys. I've let them into my little private world, I think. I still have to have alone time to recharge, though.

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