woahhitsclaire

I like gummy dinosaurs and my best friend is a cat.

Ok, so I exaggerated
My best friend isn't a cat. My best friendS are cats. Ok, still joking. I have human best friends. They just aren't here--in my town or in my state. Which brings me to what I've been thinking about today: the merits, and lack thereof, of living alone.

I can take a shower, or bath, whenever I want and however long I want. (but no one is there to bother me)
I can listen to the same Lil Wayne song over and over again. (but no one is there to rap horribly with me)
I have so much freedom. And by freedom, I mean chances to not wear pants. (but no one is there to go pants-less with me)

Living alone is awesome. My cats are great roommates.
BUT sometimes you miss your human best friends