I feel so alone. And I need to be held....not in a sexual way (although sex is great under the right circumstances)....but just....in a...hey, this too shall pass, kind of way.

That said, I am thoroughly enjoying the solitary life...and this is said without sarcasm or bitterness of any sort. Quiet and lack of conflict suits me well. Oh there are things that I miss....having someone to talk to, to cook for, to care for, to hold at night....but all in all...this is actually very nice in its own way.

On the bright side: I found a nice, paint spattered pair of black Carhartt overalls for only $2.50 at the thrift store today! They're just the thing to wear apple/fruit picking! Thrift stores rock!