Missing someone

There's lots of nice stuff about being alone.

I can cook thick center-cut pork chops, cool jumbo shrimp, or creamy sea-fresh scallops, in as much butter as I want.

I don't have to clean up or around someone else's stuff cluttering up my room.

I don't have to make sure anyone else gets up in the morning.

I don't have to wait around for anyone who's running late.

I don't have to worry about taking anyone else's schedule into account.

I can go to bed as early as I want.

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I'd rather someone be here anyway.