For the most part home is our safety net, whether we live on our own, with parents, or with roommates. We all come home after a tough day of work or running errands to lovely abode. Think about it, it's our holy temple, we eat, sleep, laugh, cry, make love, fight, and for some of us, pray. So when you have people over for long periods of time it's definitely an issue.
When visitors or a construction crew invade your temple and are there for a long period of time you can't help but feel threatened and sort of on edge. Which is my current dilemma, my parent's home is going through a mini remodel, kitchen stuff, some bathroom stuff, and some backyard stuff. This is a pain in the ass for me!! I can't park in the driveway because the construction people use it to load/unload equipment and I dont want to have to move my car every few minutes. I can't hangout and relax in the living room, I can't even cook myself some damn eggs AND i hate eating fast food so I have to go eat at a cafe or something. It's like my sanity is gone and I can't be spiritually in peace because I'll either here whistling, the drill or people talking.
Yes, I am anti-social and don't like being around people at times, that is why I come home, to regain my senses, to regain my social energy so that when I go out into the world im not as big as an asshole as I normally am. END OF RANT
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