Sometimes there is a need to get away. For whatever reason. A longing to be a little insular. A little tricky perhaps for a social media user. But there you have it.
Contrary to popular belief not everything a blogger does is up for public viewing and comment. Some things are just for the blogger.
Some stories are still being played out. Some stories, thoughts, feelings are not mine for the telling or sharing. So they are kept close while I sit in my cave.
Cave dwelling is not for everyone, sometimes it is not even for me. But there are days when what is needed is a quiet mind and heart.
A long run with music loud, a quiet evening watching TV with the kids. A walk with Hubby and the dog. A book or a cup of tea in a quiet kitchen. Cave dwelling at its best.
Some things are for me alone to sort through.
Blogging is a strage thing, where we pour our heart into words. Or not. Sometimes it is just the opposite. Words typed on the page as if to say I am here, just quietly, and the thoughts are mine alone.