They say that you can be alone and never be lonely – you have your good old bottle of beer or a few books to give you warmth during those lonely nights, and even days. But here’s a question, “Why would you want to be alone?”
In a month of living alone, I have discovered, or maybe affirmed, the following perks and some corresponding boohoos of pulling off an Ally McBeal:
1. You’re free, ‘nuff said.
Or at least you thought you are. With all the rental fees and bills, there’s no such thing as free breakfast, indeed.
2. You can do whatever you want, whenever, wherever. You can smoke while having your morning coffee, at the comforts of your room (but you have to have your air freshener ready). You can go someplace else and not be ‘repatriated’. You can fart, pick your nose, prick your zits, peel some scabs, and there’s no one to judge you.
It’s as if no one cares. Literally and figuratively.
3. You’re a Cinderella no more! There’s no one to nag you to go home while you’re out with your friends, enjoying a beautiful night. You can come home super late, or very early the next day and you’ll have no problems sneaking quietly in to your room.
4. You’ll learn how to really be independent, and domesticated. You’ll learn how to cook (and eat whatever you want, at your own expense), how to wash the dishes (you really have to), how to wash your underwear (and have your clothes laundered by other people), and how to clean your room (uh yeah, every once in a while).
There’s no one to get you water, or make you coffee during a big hangover. Or cook you lunch when you’re too sluggish to move. Basically, you have no one to depend on but yourself.
5. You’ll have time to think, and list, all the other perks of living alone.
You’ll have time to think whether you really can, or in fact, are ready, to live alone.
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