Being Lonely, then Being Alone

Chilling out damp on your bed after a shower, hot sunshine leaking through the pale curtains, snacking on trail mix and listening to your favourite spotify playlist called Sad Music Just Cry. The moment where being lonely becomes being alone, and being alone becomes like a deep satisfying breath, in... then... ouuut. Also dancing to Taylor Swift in your undies and having funny conversations with yourself while you do the dishes, saying OHH MAAH GAWDDD to the steak knives and china plates, and serenading the delicious pasta bake you just made like you're Mariah Carey and you start to wonder, Am I Mariah Carey? Nobody is around to confirm or deny and you notice how good that feels, the not knowing.