Feed the birds

My boyfriend, Lego, sometimes bothers me.
In this period he practically always bothers me, whatever he says.
He always speaks about his family, and the family of the family, and the uncle of the cousin of the father of the godfather of his grandma and so on.
Sincerely, I don't care at all.
When we met, I adored him because I thought he was like me: devoted to his parents or some other dear one, but looking for his indipendence to leave them. I'm finding out that it's not so.
In my future I can see me alone, far from all my relatives (I don't like the place I live, while they do) and it doesn't frighten me.
Instead, he's already programmed to live near his parent's house, and he's really scared of spending his life without their help and support.

I'm only child, I'v never missed a brother or a sister: when I was young I made my own games with my hands, I found many ways to solve my little problems (like weaving cottonstrands to make bracelets) and I was happy. And it's the same, now.
I'm in a relax period, I'm searching for a job but it would last few months because I've to start my specialization at the university next september.
So I'm decating myself to all my hobbies: painting, learning languages, acting comedies, handcrafting paper and things like that. I'm often alone at home and I love this situation. You could say that I love it only because is a temporary status, but I don't think so. I feel really good when I'm alone and the thought of spending my whole life with someone gets day by day awful for me. I'm thinking it also about Tea, the one I seriously thought to marry, when I was younger. I'm not sure, even if I think I'll love him for ever in the deepest of my heart, that he'd not bother me like others do.
I see me in my future like those sweet old women who live in country, with cats (but I don't like them a lot, maybe I'll have birds) and flowers at the windows, and tell stories about their adventurous life to children. But I think that those childrens are not my grandsons.