They are all gone- to school, auntie’s, friend’s and mum’s.
If feels good to be home alone. Waiting for no one, knowing they are fine, safe, tucked away, somewhere. They all know I am only a phone call away. A comforting feeling for us all.
The silence is pleasing for a change but any little click or clink sends me jumping. My imagination is on full speed. What could be the reason for this?
o The experiences I’ve had.
o The memories I’ve retained.
o The books I’ve read.
o The stories I’ve been told.
o The lyrics of the songs I sing.
All these stick in to our unconscious mind and rears its ugly head at times like this.
I am waiting for no one, I am home alone!