little_tippler

Exactly. Does not mean you don't have the option.

I love sharing a bed with a man, it's great. But I do tend to like to sleep off to my own spot on the bed, not snuggling. I just can't sleep in someone's grasp for some reason. I love to wake up next to them, fall asleep next to them. I love to wake up and then snuggle. But when I'm asleep...I need space.

I don't know why I'd want a room just for me, but I imagine I would use it occasionally when I just want 'me' time in bed. I guess it sounds odd but that's how I feel. Subconsciously the idea of having my own bedroom separately is appealing, even if I end up only being happy the option is there and only rarely using it. I love my bedroom and I feel that being forced to share it all of the time would make me feel, on occasion, like I have no choice. And no, it's not a commitment issue, at all. I think I'm quite a dedicated and loving woman.

Daniel_ thanks for that insight on your dad's cousin. The excitement he felt is possibly the excitement I feel when I think about having this option!

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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.

Fernando Pessoa, 1918