First thoughts on living alone.

People have finally been to my new apartment; it's lovely having people here. Even though it's tiny, it feels fine to entertain here.

Tonight is my first night here alone; my car is safely parked so I don't have to move it for a while and it feels very nice to lie on my couch and watch people in the apartments across from me. I definitely like it here; it's growing on me greatly.

Initially I didn't think I was ready to be living alone. I didn't think I was mature enough or self-sufficient enough to handle it. Granted, I have not been here very long and there's a list 10 miles long of things that I want to do (canceling old internet, paying new internet etc.) and those things haven't really gotten done. But they will. It's reassuring to know that I have comfort. It's reassuring to know where all of my things are at once. I do really actually like it.

Perhaps I might not like it later. But for right now, I like controlling when people are here and when they're not.