I recently read that people who have a love for themselves have an easier time spending time alone. I must really love myself, because I love my alone time. This is not something new, I was always that person. I could bury my nose in a book or computer or explore and stroll around without wanting company.
Most people don’t understand how I could enjoy spending time by myself. I could go to work later in the day, I am the first to get there, because I like that time on my own, trying to plan my day, while listening to public radio without making any small talk. My ex boy friend who I lived with for years never understood why I would get excited about being home alone. I loved all the things we did together, the overseas travel, the bike rides, the spontaneous weekend getaways, but there was something about having that time to myself.
Just knowing that my weekends will soon be taken over by baking for the farmers market and little time I have will be spent training or running a race somewhere, I just want to indulge myself with some photography and exploring the surrounding areas.
I grab my camera and head out to Smithfield, which is 25 mile drive from me. My previous trips down there has been with friends to visit the farmers market, but today I want to go take some photographs and wonder the streets on my own.
Here are some of the pictures I captured during my walk.