Alone, naturally

So, my brief interlude of companionship is over - K left this morning, en route to her mother's for Christmas, thence to friends for New Year, before leaving the country - literally - in two weeks time, embarking with her boyfriend to Spain for, at least, months for a working holiday. I knew her departure was planned, of course, and I really hope she will have a great time, but I can't help feeling rather low. The corner I've painted myself into is completely self-inflicted, by choosing to not engaging with the world, so there's no-one to blame but me. That doesn't make it any easier, though.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B