Weird. I am home alone, really alone. And, unless something gets fucked up, I will be, for the next four hours. I have to adjust to this pleasure. Silly, but I always have to adjust to an empty house, no matter how much I love it. It's only for a short time, in three hours I must prepare myself for it to and again soon. I hope The adapting to being alone goes quick, this time.
Last time I was home alone, without the likelyhood of things getting fucked up was months ago.