Last night and early this morning, I was frustrated that I am single and that there was no one around. (Well, no humans. Nala is a loyal furball.)

When I set out on my morning commute, I was delighted to be the sole person at the bus stop. I enjoyed being the only passenger for several miles.

I get cranky when I do not have people around. I am also delighted when there are no people around. (shrug)

Introverted loner. Romantically-inclined charmer. Contradictory to such a degree that it must be classified as “human”. Silly, silly human.

(If I did have a roommate, I would probably spend half of my time wondering why they could not be more like me and the other half wondering why they had to copy everything I did.)