Why It’s Odd And Okay To Be Alone

“Why are you going out alone?”

That’s what my mum says when I head out by myself for some “me time” on the weekends. No, it’s not because she’s concerned for my safety. Melbourne is a pretty safe city in broad daylight.

Bird twisting its neck, fluffing up its feathers. Alone. Nothing obscene, just twistedly beautiful | Weekly Photo Challenge: Twist.

Bird twisting its neck, fluffing up its feathers. Alone. Nothing obscene, just twistedly beautiful | Weekly Photo Challenge: Twist.

Rather, my parents – and many of my friends – think it’s odd and twisted that I like to spend time with me, myself and I.

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