Together

I like to be on my own every now and again. I like to have lazy mornings in the house to myself where I drink coffee and watch really bad TV, some shows I’m so ashamed of I won’t even mention them here. And I like to enjoy a train ride by myself. You get the idea. However, most of the time, I love to be with people.

I just really like being with my family and friends and their families. It’s one of the best feelings.

Like whenever I go to my best friend’s house. She has a really close family who loves to eat (they’re Italian sorta, it’s a long story, not important). My favorite memories are of us around the table, cracking jokes at each other and doing all those things that families do. You know, they’re one of those families that yell a lot and sometimes say things that they regret, but overwhelmingly just love each other. It’s a great feeling to be with them.

And there’s my family, of course. We’re kind of similar to my best friend’s, actually. We can get into fights and really dislike each other at times. But most of the time, especially since we’ve all gotten older and are less teenage angsty, we have a lot of fun together. Not doing anything special (outings together actually seem to cause more spats…), but just sitting and talking, watchin’ a movie, just being with each other.

So yeah, “together” or togetherness is a great feeling. Sometimes it’s nice to get time by yourself, but I prefer to be around the people I love. Any day of the week.