Please don't call me in from the next room. I'm very happy when I'm apart from you. It doesn't have to be a distant separation, the next room is fine. Any closer than that though, and my head will explode with judgements and insinuations and defenses and attacks.

Please don't call me in from the next room. I like you where you are. I like knowing I'm not alone in this giant empty house, but I don't need you following me around, looking over my every move, asking me all sorts of questions that I don't have the answers to.

Please don't call me in from the next room. Just stand over there and be quiet. I need to be selfish, just for one minute, then I'll come and get you.

Please don't call me in from the next room.