As streaks of greys slowly started appearing in her head, she knew she had entered a different phase of life altogether - she had seen enough of it already ( ah life! )..., she understood it closely now more than ever; and hence, was far wiser, more relaxed.
She knew who her real friends were; often wondered, if she needed them even, for, she was fine all by herself...as time passed, her friend-list shrunk more and more.
She discovered, she loved her own company the most...enjoying those long sessions of solitude with a cup of hot beaverage in her hand as she'd often reflect on things she experienced and learnt during the solo trips she took, or, simply while observing her surroundings or even while trying out various DIY's.
She used social media and often expressed out her thoughts or feelings in the form of quotes or posts; she enjoyed watching content from others too...it was quite fun, especially the anonymity of it all.
But, it was overwhelming too, so, she learnt to block out the noise...the 'block' button being her favourite - she blocked out people or acquaintances too who didn't matter much anymore anyways - their validation, she no longer needed or seeked.
She inactivated the 'tag' options from her various social media handles - she hated being tagged in silly games or even posts; but most importantly, she didn't want to encounter anyone she was avoiding in those tags...it happened often enough, and she knew how to avoid the nuisance and be left alone.
