You are jealous that I got to live with that for so long. To quote Monica from Friends: "It's the end of an ERA!"
So, yeah. Back to living in this huge apartment all by myself.
Which is precisely the reason why I can't let myself waste my time any longer. Because if I do, I'll start to become paranoid and imagine that a soul-eating demon thing is trying to break into my apartment at night when I'm eating Fritos in my Snuggie while watching reruns of Frasier. Or something. This is how my imagination will compensate for the lack of written word.
Nothing like fear as motivation!