One more night and I'll be alone.

Without a wife, without a
partner, without a crush, or even
a phantasm, my daughter will be
traveling down south for over 20
days. I haven't been that alone
for at least 15 or 20 years. I
did a 10 days of solo camping in
a canyon more than 20 years
ago. And then I lived by myself in
Vancouver for a year, but I was
in Vancouver. 

It's strange, I am not sure if I
am excited or scared. I want to
fast, for a bit. I want to build
a sweat lodge...

It's quite the alignment too,
I could have had a girl
friend while my daughter travel,
or a prospect, or a desire to be
in a relationship even. But no,
nothing at all. I even question
if I want to be in another
relationship. That's how far I am
from being in one!

A complete solitude.

I'll still be seeing people when
I work on Fridays, or training
which happens everyday, but no
one home, no one to cook for, to
care for. Apart from my cat!

It feels charged with potential.
Too many variables aligning at
the same time to the 0. It's such
a contrast from the last few
months, from the last few years.
A convergence that might only
happen once, who knows.

I'll probably write a lot! So
you'll hear all about it. A
requiem or an enlightenment, or
maybe just a very boring 3 weeks!