What I Like About Living Alone

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While I do miss having The Man as part of my everyday life, there are many things I like about living and traveling alone. Her’s my top ten list of reason I like being by myself.

#1 I can toss and turn in my bed as much as I need to without fear of disturbing anyone.

#2 If I wake up at 5am (or 4:30 or 3:45), I can turn on the light and get to work without bothering someone who still wants to sleep.

#3 No one pulls the blankest off me in the night.

#4 I cook what I want when I want. No one announces at two o’clock in the afternoon that he’s hungry and wonders aloud when I’m going to cook dinner.

#5 No one is standing in front of me, wanting my attention when I’m in the middle of a project.

#6 While traveling, I can stop–or not–as I wish.

#7 No one uses my things, then fails to put them away in their proper places. (No one but me, that is.)

#8 I listen to whatever music I want to hear at any given moment,

#9 or I can sit in silence.

#10 I don’t have to worry about anyone’s happiness but my own.

It’s been helpful for me to remember that solitude comes with a lot of freedom.

I took the photo in this post.

About Blaize Sun

My name is Blaize Sun. Maybe that's the name my family gave me; maybe it's not. In any case, that's the name I'm using here and now. I've been a rubber tramp for nearly a decade.I like to see places I've never seen before, and I like to visit the places I love again and again. For most of my years on the road, my primary residence was my van. For almost half of the time I was a van dweller, I was going it alone. Now my (male) partner and I (a woman) have a travel trailer we can pull with our truck. We have a little piece of property, and when we're not traveling, we park our little camper there. I was a work camper in a remote National Forest recreation area on a mountain for four seasons. I was a camp host and parking lot attendant for two seasons and wrote a book about my experiences called Confessions of a Work Camper: Tales from the Woods. During the last two seasons as a work camper on that mountain, I was a clerk in a campground store. I'm also a house and pet sitter, and I pick up odd jobs when I can. I'm primarily a writer, but I also create beautiful little collages; hand make hemp jewelry and warm, colorful winter hats; and use my creative and artistic skills to decorate my life and brighten the lives of others. My goal (for my writing and my life) is to be real. I don't like fake, and I don't want to share fake. I want to share my authentic thoughts and feelings. I want to give others space and permission to share their authentic selves. Sometimes I think the best way to support others is to leave them alone and allow them to be. I am more than just a rubber tramp artist. I'm fat. I'm funny. I'm flawed. I try to be kind. I'm often grouchy. I am awed by the stars in the dark desert night. I hope my writing moves people. If my writing makes someone laugh or cry or feel angry or happy or troubled or comforted, I have done my job. If my writing makes someone think and question and try a little harder, I've done my job. If my writing opens a door for someone, changes a life, I have done my job well. I hope you enjoy my blog posts, my word and pictures, the work I've done to express myself in a way others will understand. I hope you appreciate the time and energy I put into each post. I hope you will click the like button each time you like what you have read. I hope you will share posts with the people in your life. I hope you'll leave a comment and share your authentic self with me and this blog's other readers. Thank you for reading.  A writer without readers is very sad indeed.

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