I have successfully moved into my new apartment, and I am pretty happy with it so far. The only problem is that with larger living spaces comes greater feelings of loneliness. I don't really understand it, but it's just a part of the human mind, I guess.

I have found myself just wandering the apartment for no reason, and I think deep down inside I have been hoping that there would be some sort of companion(roommate or otherwise) sitting in front of the TV when I got out of bed in the morning. What's funny about that is the fact I love my privacy, and I love not having to work around someone else's schedule.

<creepy_schizophrenia> This evening I was on my way home from a friend's place, and for a split second I saw a woman sitting next to me in the car. When I took a second look though, she was gone. Is this my body, my soul, crying out for a life partner? If so, where the heck do I even start? If not, I suppose I should be calling the local psychiatrist and scheduling an evaluation. </creepy_schizophrenia>

It's just so confusing right now, and I don't know what to do about it. I guess I'll just keep on what I do every week: This.