It's been awhile since I lived alone, but I did it for years. It was nice sometimes, but more lonely and frustrating.

I appreciate solitude sometimes, but it seems like it's been hard to come by in recent years. I should learn to drive so I can sometimes just go out in the middle of nowhere. I don't think an empty house would be sufficient for me.

I think I know why. An empty house is filled with signs of humanity and its human inhabitants both current and past. There are messages in every corner if you just know how to read them. I'm sure that weight registers subconsciously.