Well I have been living alone now for a week for the first time in about 6 years and apart from one or two minor episodes I am really really enjoying the freedom of it. I feel like a weight has been lifted. I feel free again - a tiny bit lonely at night - but mostly I think I've recaptured that long lost spring in my step. Its early days but so far it is proving really good for me.
Apparently more people on the planet live alone in 2007 than ever before with single person households across the UK at least being one of the fastest growing markets. Why is this? Are we more selfish now and less tolerant?
An example: A little while ago I changed my calendar to a new month and there was a beautiful sandy desert island, palm trees, blue skies - not a person in sight. As I opened it with another lady I sighed and wished i was there and she to my surprise said that was her worst nightmare because it would mean being alone and that she hates living alone and being alone. One person's paradise is another's hell it would seem.
So what is your ideal? Does anyone here live alone by choice or by circumstances? Or do you live with people but would prefer the solitude of having a place of your own for a while?