Settling in.  First time in more than two weeks and I'm alone in the apartment. The spare bed that was  taking up my living room has been folded, the bags that were lingering in the hallway are packed and gone, the comforting presence of someone cuddled up with the large polar bear in the sofa/bed  and reading, is gone.

Silence settling in again, as the whizz of my computer fans become audible once more as Queens "all that Jazz" faded out of my mind.   Now what?

Time to come down from the social high. The last couple of days were quite rough, I went hyper and anxiety levels rose, so loneliness is quite good. But, it's a mixed pleasure.  Strange to be alone again.

Ach well, it was a nice while, and to be enjoyed as that.