Keegan and I are on our own again. Peace and quiet.

I don’t know how I managed to last as long as i did last year. Dealing with a housemate who had vastly different personal boundaries than I did and who needed to be around people.
Living in my camper has really emphasized just how much energy (how many spoons) living with another person was costing me.

My space may be small but somehow it has a magic bubble around it that keeps the noise of the world outside in a slightly different phase. It isn’t real. Not when it’s me and Keegan here, facing all of that together.

But it’s good to see people sometimes; even if its just to remind us of how much we need ourselves.