Habitual Hibernation

[Guest Chrysee]

Since my high school days, I've been known as someone who periodically hibernates. I guess using that word almost makes it sound like something harmless and charming as if from a fairy tale.

However, if I look at it as withdrawing from the world, then it makes at least one of my eyebrows go up.

Don't get me wrong, I had friends, could socialize with the best of 'em, and usually enjoyed it. However, being out in the world, I find, can sometimes be akin to being underwater. After a while you're craving for air and any longer could result in harm being done to yourself. I could survive, when still living at home, for months in my room and not feel as if I was missing a thing. What makes it easier is the fact that I have been a 'Creator' (not poet, not writer, and definitely not artist!) pretty much all of my life. And face it: these are things done alone, away from distractions.

And to show to what extreme this sometimes went, when I was a preteen, I proceeded to decorate the large walk-in closet in my bedroom and spend long stretches of time in there. So aren't the 'out of the closet' jokes just waiting to happen.

I have been thinking for days about dropping by here, and immediately began to squirm. Don't get me wrong. . .I love this Playground and found it to be a Heavenly Blessing the first time that I visited. I have met (or simply become acquainted with) a number of people, all of whom have been unselfish in their desire to help. My recent court experience (see earlier posts) would not have been as tolerable without you folks. Still, I felt the urge to hide away.

And this epic work that I've been involved with for the past ten years (seriously) is finally nearing completion and lures me away from the world. I so want the darn thing done. Someone even suggested that I build a website with which I could introduce myself and my work to the world. However, I cannot afford 'Dreamweaver,' which is what everyone I've spoken to about this has used. It sounds wonderful, but alas. . .

Okay, I'm off track. And ranting.

Does this inspire anyone to say anything?

Thanks for reading!

Cissy Sartorious

[Carolyn Marie]

Chrysee, I think I understand how you feel, and sympathize.

We all have our own means of escape and solitude. Mine is reading. At work, I always have a magazine or book to read at lunch, and would much rather be reading than sharing a table with co-workers. At home, if I'm not on here, or watching T.V, I'm reading a novel. I've always been an introvert, and prefer the comfort and solace of a book to interacting with people. I learned to be more social due to the requirements of my job.

There is nothing wrong with hibernating, Chrysee, as long as it isn't taken to extremes.

HUGS

Carolyn Marie

[Guest Micha]

Guess I kinda do this too, only not complete isolation like. Online it happens, I just don't go to forums as frequent. No reason, just a matter of where my mind is wondering at the time. Even socially as in the world around me, one minute I'm painfully aware of what's in the news and what's going on around me, next minute I don't even know who my state's governor is (erm. . . wasn't Hicky our mayor? oh well, hope he does better than the Dem he replaced). Even in fun stuff, I am a huge Avalanche fan, and I haven't seen a single game this year. It's almost sad, but right now, it's just not that big on my mind.

Probably not what your talking about though, oh wells.

I do like alone time, time to do what I want, without having to do the things I need. It's nice. I'm prone to loneliness though, so it never lasts very long.

Much love Cissy (I do love that name, makes me feel close to you somehow. . . prolly doesn't make sense though).

[Guest Alder]

I can empathize to a point. I'm very much a homebody, and find nothing wrong with it to a degree. Most of my socialization is down via computer until this last year when I had a lot of life changes...

I'm perfectly content to be alone, in nothing but my room for days... doing as you said.. creating. -chuckles- I would simple, clean, organize and create... I had no tv or such to entertain myself with. And I was extremely happy to just... hide out in my closet...decorating it... >> closets like to be pretty toooooo...

[Guest Chrysee]

Thanks to the both of you. . .you are two new friends that I look forward to running into here at the Playground.

Now one isolation aspect that I failed to mention has been on my mind for a time. If I succeed in publishing my Poem (which I shall! And you can take that to the bank!) I only hope that it does create a breech in my privacy. I would hate that.

Should people wish to know about the author of the Poem, there is a line from the film Stigmata that I should like to borrow. It woulod appear beneath my name on the title page and goes like this:

'Il messengero no importante.'

(The messenger is not important.)

No Carolyn once told me that she loved the name Chrysalis and Michael, you have confessed your feelings for the diminutive 'Cissy.'

Thanks to you both: you know how to make a girl feel good.

Chrysalis

Cissy Priscilla

Chrysee