OUTSIDE MY HEAD

I hurried home after sleeping at my partner’s house the night before. I was not leaving for any reason other than the precious hour of six to seven in the morning to be able to sit in the beautiful surroundings of my own garden.

My partner and I each live in areas tourists pay thousands of dollars to visit. This time of year is difficult for either of us to be away from our homes as we both enjoy our own properties as much as we love each others. It is a conundrum we continue to navigate as we coordinate our unique relationship we define as L.A.T., living apart together — apparently, this is a thing.

This leaves us with two beautiful homes by the water that we get to enjoy. I consider his house my other home and I enjoy being there often. This being said, I love my garden in the early morning during the summer months, especially. And the early morning pulls me back like a magnet.

I have an abundance of sitting spaces outside and inside of my house. Sitting has become one of my learned behaviors this past year and I try to be more conscious of making myself sit and stare. For many of us who had to close their businesses, the forced sit was not one of peace and tranquillity. But now that my business is open again, I find myself longing for the time alone with an absence of my busy chattering brain. The alone with my thoughts time isn’t always quiet though, so I am trying to teach myself to leave my brain at the door and pay attention to my surroundings.