{"id":7260,"date":"2010-03-27T14:52:34","date_gmt":"2010-03-27T19:52:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=7260"},"modified":"2010-03-27T14:52:34","modified_gmt":"2010-03-27T19:52:34","slug":"in-the-company-of-yourself-and-one-small-other","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=7260","title":{"rendered":"In the company of yourself (and one small other)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My horoscope was right on the money again &#8211; uncanny how that happens. I&#8217;ve been sort of in an anti-social mood, preferring instead my solitude and the company of Tin. It&#8217;s not like I don&#8217;t want to see anyone, because we go out and walk and run into people and I stop and chat, but I&#8217;ve been enjoying my solitude. For the 16 years I was married to Steve, he and I both traveled quite a bit and he went into an office every day while I worked from home. I got used to the alone time as a matter of course. Some of my fondest memories were sitting on the back steps of my apartment on General Pershing and drinking a cup of coffee and looking at the sunlight dappled through the large pecan tree in back, or lying on the porch swing on my grandmother&#8217;s front porch, and even walking as I&#8217;ve always been an avid walker combing the entire Bay Area whenever possible.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m a lover of people and crowds and noise and all that jazz. I grew up the baby of six kids and mostly have never known a stranger. So it&#8217;s sort of a schizophrenia in me that while I love people and love being a couple, I craze solitude and solitary acts &#8211; matinees, drives, and walks.<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;\">March 27, 2010<\/h4>\n<ol style=\"padding: 0px; margin: 0px;\">\n<li style=\"padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; border-top-width: initial; border-right-width: initial; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-right-color: initial; border-bottom-color: #f5f0f6; border-left-color: initial; margin: 0px;\">\n<h5 style=\"padding-top: 1em; padding-right: 1em; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin: 0px;\"><a style=\"text-decoration: none; color: #255ca1;\" href=\"http:\/\/shine.yahoo.com\/astrology\/taurus\/daily-overview\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" style=\"vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 1em; border: 0px initial initial;\" title=\"Taurus (4\/20-5\/20)\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/us.i1.yimg.com\/us.yimg.com\/i\/us\/ast\/gr\/icons_taurus.gif?w=640\" alt=\"Taurus\" \/><\/a><a style=\"text-decoration: none; color: #255ca1;\" href=\"http:\/\/shine.yahoo.com\/astrology\/taurus\/daily-overview\/\">Taurus\u00a0<em style=\"font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;\">(4\/20-5\/20)<\/em><\/a><\/h5>\n<p style=\"padding: 0px; margin: 0px;\">\n<p style=\"padding: 0px; margin: 0px;\">You&#8217;re dealing with a mixed bag of astrological energies and some even more confusing feelings. On the one hand, you&#8217;re craving privacy, but not necessarily to be completely alone. On the other, you&#8217;re feeling radical and extreme &#8212; enough to put you in the mood to try anything at least once. Of course, being as clever as you are, you&#8217;ll probably manage to do both at the same time!<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My horoscope was right on the money again &#8211; uncanny how that happens. I&#8217;ve been sort of in an anti-social mood, preferring instead my solitude and the company of Tin. It&#8217;s not like I don&#8217;t want to see anyone, because we go out and walk and run into people and I stop and chat, but I&#8217;ve been enjoying my solitude. 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