So, for the first time in ten years, there was nothing around but me. I thought that’s what I wanted. But when the relief wore off, it was actually a little weird not having anything around that wanted to interact with me. This was confusing, but in a way, I kind of missed it. I think what I’m trying to describe is loneliness. I felt pretty offended by it. I mean, what am I—some clueless animal who needs love and companionship?
