Yesterday my bestie came from Hellsinki to a surprise visit and we spend most of the night and today immersed in girl-talk and all sort of subjects from idle gossip to sciense, health, tech, books, food, crafts and our personal lives. I’m not very social and we don’t see each other or chat often with my besties because there really is no need to talk every damn day, none of our lives is that interesting. When you talk more rarely, you have more to catch up on at one go.
Maraton talking does take its toll on me and I’m suuuper tired when I finally get to retreive to my own solace. I don’t know how anyone lives with anyone in an apartment, that would be my hell. I need a mansion with separate living quarters if I will ever live in the same home with another human. I think the older I get, the less tolerant I am of other people in my personal space, no matter how fun and interesting they are.
I’m glad I got my need of social life filled and can now so my own thing again. I took a long nap tto recharge so I won’t fall asleep too fast in the evening, don’t wanna waste this precious me-time on sleeping. Once I got myself up, I made a delicious traditional summer soup for myself and will get onto my self care rituals I’ve been missing. Sauna on and I happen to have a bit of red wine opened that I need to finish before it turns to vinegar. I don’t waste food or drinks.
