I miss my first apartment. I had more furniture, but life was simple. At least for a while.
My mistake was to help a friend out by inviting him for a beer after work. He had broken up with his girlfriend and needed a place of his own. I got him into an apartment in my building. Big mistake. The guy just couldn’t figure out how to be alone by himself. Every day just as I got home from work and sat down in my lawnchair, he’d ring my doorbell within 5 minutes wanting to hang out.
It was alright for a while, but I soon got enough of socializing in all my free time. I’d rather be alone and do creative projects and such.
I told him off several times and explained how I needed personal time for myself, but he’d be back the very next day, not understanding how personal time could possibly take more than a few hours.
For the remaining time I lived there, I’d leave the door open, and just go on about my day whether or not he was around.
The serenity was broken anyway.
Yeah, I’ve also known people who can’t handle being on their own at all. It’s not obvious if they spread themselves amongst a bunch of different people. I’m the exact opposite, I guess somewhere in the middle is the sweet spot.
I am this guy and I mostly mitigated it by being active in a bunch of different circles. I’m known amongst my friends as the guy that has way too many hobbies. That said when I’m alone I almost invariably play fighting games or narrative driven games (and the occasional rogue lite such as vampire survivors, ball x pit, monster train, slay the spire, etc) . I’m an insomniac and often am up twenty hours a day. I took up dancing 3 nights a week as a way to be social and stay healthy.
I miss my first apartment. I had more furniture, but life was simple. At least for a while.
My mistake was to help a friend out by inviting him for a beer after work. He had broken up with his girlfriend and needed a place of his own. I got him into an apartment in my building. Big mistake. The guy just couldn’t figure out how to be alone by himself. Every day just as I got home from work and sat down in my lawnchair, he’d ring my doorbell within 5 minutes wanting to hang out. It was alright for a while, but I soon got enough of socializing in all my free time. I’d rather be alone and do creative projects and such.
I told him off several times and explained how I needed personal time for myself, but he’d be back the very next day, not understanding how personal time could possibly take more than a few hours.
For the remaining time I lived there, I’d leave the door open, and just go on about my day whether or not he was around. The serenity was broken anyway.
Yeah, I’ve also known people who can’t handle being on their own at all. It’s not obvious if they spread themselves amongst a bunch of different people. I’m the exact opposite, I guess somewhere in the middle is the sweet spot.
I am this guy and I mostly mitigated it by being active in a bunch of different circles. I’m known amongst my friends as the guy that has way too many hobbies. That said when I’m alone I almost invariably play fighting games or narrative driven games (and the occasional rogue lite such as vampire survivors, ball x pit, monster train, slay the spire, etc) . I’m an insomniac and often am up twenty hours a day. I took up dancing 3 nights a week as a way to be social and stay healthy.