Hermit

Many days, I wish I were a hermit. Today is one of those days. It would be nothing for me to become so, especially if it meant living in a great wood or near the Colorado Rockies.

Edit: I've altered this thought slightly because I feel like it's important to allow myself new patterns of thinking. In this case, I felt like I wanted to be forgotten because I have a habit of running from things/people which make me feel very emotionally negative. My statements were black and white, so now I really want to think in more of an in-between shade of grey. There are many people in my life that are worth knowing, and I plan to keep them around so long as they'll have me.