this morning #895.

this morning, now that they were finally all gone, headed back home to live their own lives, i sat my ass down on the living room couch & paused to clear my head, let all the emotions smashing around in my brain drain straight out. ten minutes later, when i finally came to from my stupor, i was overcome with this complex jumble of relief & regret. for the first time in days, i was able to breathe my own air. the space around me was wide. it was also empty though & i felt guilty that their absence brought me joy. letting them take over my place for a week had been a bit much but it wasn’t the end of the world. the end of the world will come when nobody comes to visit anymore.