I love living alone. I do. But today, for the first time
since she left, 3 months ago, I missed my flatmate. I got home and I
opened a bottle of wine and started cooking and then I thought - where
is that sweet girl I could steal cheese from when I didn't have time to
go to the groceries like today and it's just sad, sorry Rosa, you were a
great flatmate and I just hope I can find another Rosa in September,
but I do love living alone and having a flatmate is just the easiest
way for me to be alive in this system that feeds on money. Sorry girl.
I
love living alone and having the cat and the remote control just for
me, but here I am sharing with you (is anyone reading?) the strange life of a 35 year old living in an awesome apartment by herself.
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