If you don't, go take a look. But not right now, because you will start reading everything she has and forget to come back here. Oh, and be warned -- you will almost certainly be shocked at some point, and you will almost certainly laugh till coffee shoots out of your nose, so don't drink and read.
Anyway -- yesterday, on The Bloggess, I came across this video link.
This is a truly beautiful poem, How To Be Alone by Tanya Davis.
No, really -- watch.
I love being alone. For days at a time.
I love when the kids have gone to school, and the house is quiet, with no-one around but me; no TV or chatter, just me.
I love the nights when all I can hear are the waves on the beach, and frogs and crickets and cicadas in the summertime.
I love walking around town on my own, looking and not looking, shopping or not, just being and not worrying about anyone or anything.
I don't like crowds or hustle, they make me feel small and lost. I don't like The Big Smoke. I like Beachtown. I love my friends but I love being by myself.
But I still miss Fabio.