That’s weird. I like to be alone with my thoughts. In fact tomorrow, I’m spending the entire morning at the beach - by myself.
Same here, thinking time is good time.
Which probably is much why so many people are screwed up.
Personally, I put a high value to my alone time and thinking.
Have always enjoyed dinner out by myself.
That said, I have never tried this electric shock. Might be more fun than I realized.
Personally I like sitting and thinking. What I hate is when the Little Crazy Woman asks me what I’m thinking about.
Maybe they’re speaking of Libtard men. There’s not much in the way of grey matter to hold much, and what it does hold is usually pretty sick.
Electric shock treatment is exactly what they need.
exactly. I do as well and even though I am an extrovert and enjoy people and love being in action, I really enjoy just being and also just thinking. An activity that would certainly serve many people especially in this day and age. Sadly people are like cattle.
“That’s weird. I like to be alone with my thoughts. In fact tomorrow, I’m spending the entire morning at the beach - by myself.”
Sounds wonderful. After years of practice I’m not bad socially, but it takes energy from me to be ‘on’ in that context. On the other hand, having time to think and reflect, and to be private, recharges me.
I hope you have nice whether at the beach.
My favorite time of day is when the sun has just gone down but still enough light in the sky to see the trees and fields.
I truly enjoy being able to just sit, think and watch eternity go by.
One of my best memories is about a evening a few years ago. I was working in the barn when it started to get well on into twilight, it had been snowing all day and I decide it was time for a break before going into the house to start supper.
I was sitting on a stump just outside the barn and it was so quiet you could actually hear the snow coming down through the trees. Shush, Shush; it was like listening to the angels breath.
I really feel compassion for any body who can’t sit quiet with just their thoughts.
I’m spending the entire morning at the beach - by myself.”
My daughter made what is called a “sit upon” over 45 years ago when she was in Camp Fire Girls. Just a square of oilcloth folded over with the edges bound together by fringe. Every now and then I take it and drive down to Galveston in the wee hours of the morning, sit on it in the sand and watch the sun come up. My grandson fondly calls it “Grams navel contemplation time”. Restores my sanity.
Same here - I live in my head. That article must be about liberals- my experience is that they don’t think past their noses.
That’s weird. I like to be alone with my thoughts.
Is there anything more annoying than being around someone who has to fill every second with empty chatter?