a thought on living alone:

It’s everything I thought it would be.

Wine bubble baths.
Loud music.
Dancing unabashedly.
No one to answer to.
No one to consider.
3-day-old dishes.
An unmade bed.
Control.
Quiet.

It’s nothing I thought it would be.

Clogged drains.
Disturbing the neighbors.
Dancing alone.
No one to chat with.
No one to consider.
Dirty dishes.
An embarrassing bedroom.
Misbehavior.
Quiet.

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