I've heard people say that staying indoors is boring, but for me, it is the best thing ever. The world outside is noisy, stressful, and full of small talk for which I don't have the energy. Why go out when I can be at home, in my own space, doing things I love?
When I'm inside, I don't have to perform for anyone, I don't have to worry about what I'm wearing or how I look, or even if I'm saying the right things. I can just breathe, and exist in peace.
People often ask, "Don't you get bored at home?" and every time, I stare at them like they've asked me if water is really wet. Bored? In my kingdom of comfort? You gotta be kidding me. Absolutely not, my life at home, indoors is far from dull, If anything, it is an adventure just without the unnecessary sweating, awkward interactions, and the constant struggle to find the right words.
Let's tell ourselves the truth, going outside is a full-time struggle. First, you have to deal with traffic, which means sitting in a metal box, questioning your life choices while breathing in the air of frustration. Then there's the random small talk with people you barely know, forcing you to smile and nod like you actually understand what they are saying. And let's not even forget about the horror of making eye contact with a stranger who suddenly decides you are their long-lost best friend, like Sir, I was just stretching my neck.
Then there's the issue of dressing up... So frustrating. The number of times I have canceled plans with friends or just stayed home instead of running an errand, simply because I couldn't figure out what to wear? Too many to count.
Every time I plan to go out, it feels like I'm preparing for war, except instead of dodging bullets, I'm dodging fashion disasters. What do I wear? Is this too casual? Too formal? Too boring? My brain goes into full panic mode, overthinking every little detail.
And don't even get me started on "Outfit regrets" You pick something, thinking you nailed it, and step outside feeling too good of your dressing, only to catch a glimpse of yourself in a car window and immediately regret everything. Why did I think this was a good idea?
At the end of the day, I usually wear whatever matches my mood, no matter the occasion. Fancy hangout? If my mood says oversized T-shirts and slippers, so be it. Important event? If I feel like wearing a simple outfit with no makeover, that's the outfit. And If I can't decide? I stay home. Because, Honestly, who has the strength and time for all this stress?? Certainly not me, not me boo
it's so peaceful at home. I've never really been the outdoor type, and no matter how hard I try to be more social, I always end up back in my factory setting, which is indoors, in my comfy clothes, minding my business. It's like my body is programmed to reject too much outside activity.
Except for work????? Work is the only reason to step out every day. If I had the option to work from home, trust me, I would grab it with both hands, legs, and maybe even my teeth. The thought of waking up, and starting my day without having to deal with so much noise, loud people or the the stress of looking good?? Pure happiness
At home, I have endless entertainment, and I mean "ENDLESS". I can put on my favorite playlist, turn up the volume, and be the star of my music video. One moment, I'm dramatically staring out of the window like I just lost the love of my life, and the next, I'm performing an award-winning song, with no audience, no judgment, just pure vibes. If anyone were to record me secretly, I would deny it was me, but at the moment? I am Beyonce. In my head, I'm the main character in a music video. Music at home?? hits differently.
What about writing? Nothing beats, sitting in my space, my journal or laptop in front of me, letting my thoughts flow freely without distraction, no one asking, "What are you writing?" (Like I even know sometimes). Writing at home, has a feeling of its own, one that is indescribable. My brain opens better at home, no stress, no rush, just me and my journal. And let's not even forget those moments when I write something too good and I have to pause and admire my own genius. wow did I really write that? Shakespeare can never!!!!!
My love for staying indoors would not be complete without movies. Watching movies art home is entertainment on a whole new level, and I honestly don't understand why people love cinemas.
At home, I can pause the movie anytime, rewind if I miss a scene, and talk as much as I want without anybody shushing me to keep quiet. If something shocking happens, I can scream, laugh, or complain about the characters making silly decisions.
Honestly, why would I be an outdoor person when everything I love is at home? my home is my safe space, a little world where I can do whatever I want and whoever I want to be. I can be a singer (even though I sound terrible), a writer, or just a person enjoying some peace, and quiet. And the best part? no long hours of pretending to enjoy things I don't even like, no worrying about how I look, Just me and my favorite things.
