I am the kind of person that needs alone time. I can’t be around people all day and not have any time to my self. When I want to be alone, I go to my room and turn up the music. Usually, I’m listening to a sad, slow song, typically by Breaking Benjamin, Death Cab for Cutie, or Summer Obsession. In my room, I feel like no one can bother me. I’m shut away from the world. I don’t have to put up with unwanted noise or people, or do stupid chores, or help with dinner.
When I’m in my room, I typically close the door and most of the time the TV is on and turned down low so it doesn’t interfere with the sound ringing through the speakers. My iPod sits on the dock supplying the words I need to hear to make the day just a little bit better. The lights are usually turned off and the blinds are down. I put on some comfy clothes and curl up in my bed. The pillows and blankets trick me into thinking that the rest of the world has disappeared and that everything that’s been bothering me is gone and I don’t have to deal with it anymore.
My alone time is what keeps me sane. I wouldn’t be able to live without having those few moments when everything disappears. I seriously think without having an hour or so that I just sit in my room and think and write, I would die. I would fall off the face of the Earth into the great unknown.
♪♪♪ the music plays on and takes her to where she belongs …♥
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