It's also been my experience that living with someone you care about is, on the whole, far more satisfying than living alone. There's something comforting about knowing that there will be someone else there, that you're not going to have to go home to empty rooms, silence, feeling abandoned. Admittedly, that might just be me, gods know I'm not doing all that well alone and to actually LIVE alone for long would likely kill me. *shrug* How does a panther tell a wolf how to live?

But I think it's safe to say that nearly everyone needs a Pack of some sort, even if it's just a mate and distant friends. It's hard on humans to be alone. We're honestly happier as a species with company, sharing work, sharing responsibilities, sharing life. We aren't meant to be alone.

Not particularly incidentally, I cannot WAIT until Cate gets back. *sigh* More than most, I need companionship. I've become accustomed to it, and I'm not sure I'd know how to deal with it if I were suddenly alone. It's part of why I want and find more than one partner at a time; part of why I will likely never live alone, even if that means moving back to the Coast or something else equally unpleasant. *wry grin* The Coast is a great place to visit and I think more than a week there would send me into a loony bin.

Meh. I'm going to call Cate and ask when she'll be getting home, so I at least have a countdown time. And I did get some sleep finally, after tossing and turning for about five hours. It took my last amatryptaline that I know of, a partially-open window and heated bed, a shot of rum (hehe, I found a bottle with about two shots in it, 151 rum too), and three books. I hate trying to sleep when my body is being more uncomfortable than usual, it just takes so much TIME.