The art of cherishing my solitude

Embraced the art of cherishing my solitude. 

Once responsibilities are tended to, I revel in pursuing personal endeavors and consciously selecting additional commitments that align with my passions. 

It's a nuanced and intricate journey, laden with the weight of responsibilities that shape the options I present to myself. 

Despite its complexities, there's a certain beauty in this lifestyle. 

It demands a significant portion of time, more than many can fathom. 

"Free time" becomes a rare concept, and the notion of being bored is a distant memory. 

With only a handful of close friends and a small family scattered across the country, my presence is a rarity, often limited to once a year, if even that. 

Yet, like anyone else, occasional pangs of longing surface—moments when the allure of a deeper connection, where openness, vulnerability, and love intertwine, tugs at my thoughts.


— just me





Your pure-hearted dysfunctional trash-panda, 
Kristine Anne Hoffarth

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