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The image seems fitting. Slowly awaking to a holiday weekend. Have tons more than realistically possible to accomplish. Hoping to at least hit the list a bit though.

Holiday weekends always seem to bring me down. The ideal of family and friends seems to strike at the heart during these times. The concept of alone in this space is big and real.

I use to love being alone even when I had years of it. Looking back though there seemed to always be someone if I wanted that I could call and say 'lets meet for a beer' that possibility is no longer even available. Plane rides just are not that cheap. Concept of movies alone is nice until your choice is never anything but.

Wishing for a reality shift, but being the critical sort of person I am finding that shift to meet my needs will be difficult. Hence perhaps one needs to deal with themselves before expecting anything else to come about.

Moving forward or in this case not. Peace