I was relaying to someone today that I haven’t ever lived alone. I was born into a home with two loving parents and a sister who tolerated me. I moved into a college dorm sharing a room and suite with three other girls. I then moved into a house with three other girls and had three housemates until I graduated from college. I may have spent a brief time at the house by myself after I graduated but most days, I found myself back at home, aka my parents’ house, aka where food was free and better. Continue reading
on being alone
1