Home Alone

I've only spent 2 nights alone in this house, and that was in 2006.  I've left TBG behind, but not for 13 years has he left me.  A sibling reunion in Cleveland allows me to type this sentence:

Tonight, I'm home alone.

There's not a sound that I don't make. 

There's not a demand to be met.

It's heavenly.

I can feel tension oozing out of every pore, and I wasn't that tense to begin with.   I have the lights down low, except where I'm reading.... and the book is perfect - Sara Paretsky in large print.

I'll be back tomorrow, when I'll write during the day, before the quiet takes over.  Right now I'm going to relish the solitude.... the quiet.... the serenity ..... the peace.