The Value of Solitude.

ImageThere is a certain social stigma toward solitude and introverted personality traits; however, I often find myself looking forward to weekends without any plans to be social.  Don’t get me wrong, I adore my friends and the adventures we get ourselves into, but my oh my is “me time” good for my soul.

My creativity flows freely.  When I am alone in my house, I’m also alone in my head.  I redecorate everything I can get my hands on.  I start reading as many books as I can get my hands on, including this one.  I doodle.  I head to the kitchen and test-drive new and interesting recipes, like this one.  I am free to do whatever my heart desires, and it’s a happy feeling.

I can slow down and recharge.  In the solitude of my home, I don’t feel guilty about taking naps, long showers, and lighting every candle I own.  I can come and go as I please, and in stark contrast to the hectic schedule of my work-week, I don’t have anyone to report to or any deadlines.  It’s calming.

Reflect on life.  It’s my time for soul-searching.  Am I happy with where I am in life at this very moment?  What do I want to achieve that I can begin right now?  Have I made the best choices for myself?  What do I need to work on?  I am able to put my life into perspective.  When I’m not happy with something, I can work out a plan for change.  It’s difficult to take stock of these things when I’m constantly on the go and surrounded by others.

There is time for my guilty pleasures.  (Read: The Bachelorette and my Alanis Morrisette playlist on Pandora.)

Serious focus improvement.  At work, when it is most important for me to stay focused, I can’t. I’m easily distracted by the candy bar or the occasional adorable puppy that is prancing around the office.  The second that my intern asks me a question, my mind darts in the opposite direction of the work I had just been doing.  But being on my own is like a heavy-duty Adderall.

So take a day, or a weekend.  Make no plans.  Recharge.  I promise you it’s worth it.