My Sweet Dream

My routine has been finally broken after almost 12 darb months. For one my room mate went to the US for three months. which means i have the whole apartment to myself. I have been dreaming of living alone for quite some time now. People always warn you against doing this sort of a thing ( there is always someone who says ohh thats nice ( subtext she is a freak) or how cool ( there is something that is definitely fishy) but I dint care I finally had what I wanted. Maybe its just a small thing I mean nothing significant has changed other than the fact that I used to try and make small talk with my room mate and act civil for an hour so that I can lock myself in room again.

Now I dont have to talk, I can just walk in and do absolutely anything. Yeah i know it is pretty juvenile to this that this is something big but for me this was a BIG deal. I used to come home sit and watch the previous days series or few movies with dinner for one. It was perfect everything was just perfect. But then as soon as I got used to this routine I dint want to talk to people because it was disturbing my ME time.  I am Mine.