Sunday, August 12, 2007

Solo living.

When I made the decision to live on my own, I already knew what to expect from rejecting the cushy, well-appointed life that I had come to known in the last 29 or so years. More than facing practical concerns, I now had to confront a kind of listlessness that long, quiet evenings brought me.

I now had time and privacy that I have always longed for. It’s the kind that made you feel like you finally own your life. It’s just me, and 42 sq. metres of concrete space where anything I say, goes.

The feeling is both liberating and alienating, I realised. I welcomed exercising control over how my day is going to go, without regard for anything at all; but there were also evenings when I only have music, books, and a Macbook for company.

It was no longer about deciding whether to have cottage cheese for breakfast (vs. a hearty Filipino one) or keeping tabs of the week’s expenses.

Solo living became the fastest way I ushered myself into adulthood. More than heartaches and heartbreaks, the wisdom you gain from sudden displacement forces you to make more deliberate choices towards a future that I never thought about (planning six months ahead already feels too distant).

Whilst there’s suddenly a humble appreciation for the things you had and let go of, the level of introspection you achieve and the pride of having real independence make it all worthwhile.

3 comments:

christine said...

You've hit the nail on the head on so many counts. You've echoed my sentiments when I lived alone, better than I could have ever put into words. It's a good move you will always thank yourself for later. :)

P said...

Hello, Eileen. I remember the precise moment when i realized i had turned into an adult - solo living, and i had to pick all the guk from the bottom of the kitchen sink after washing dishes. i used to balk at this chore and tried my darndest to avoid it - but when it's YOUR sink...

orange.pixie said...

Poch, I've learned how to clean my toilet without cringing so much. Haha. Weekends have gotten more domestic, but I'm loving it. :-)


Nena, although I still have to live in my parents' shadow (hard to remove all them apron strings), I do enjoy the peace and quiet in my flat, whenever I get the chance.