talking

today, i made two phone calls.  that was the extent of my talking.  one to my new boss...lasted 15 seconds or less...and one to set up my online car payment.  i spent the day alone.  not sought out.  nor seeking.  simply moving from one thing to another.  i ate toast, frozen burritos and yogurt.  drank coffee and water.
pretty simple day.
i danced in the rain.  i painted.  i cleaned some.  i prayed.  i wrote.  i'm afraid that being a recluse could suit me.  well, perhaps not, but sometimes it feels like it.
but now that the day is past...i'm a little ramped up.  but i need to get to bed before2 am....i have to work on painting in the morning and tomorrow i get to see my classroom.
i do miss getting to share stuff like that with anyone.  mostly i just have to learn to be happy about such things in my own head.