Relocation!

On Friday night I moved out of the home I shared with both my brother and my dad. What a relief that was, not that I havent had surprisingly fun times in that house but it was just time to get out of there and feel somewhat independant. Im finding that it's quite lonely. Lonlier then I assumed it was going to be. Hopefully I will grow to enjoy the constant quiet, the pile of dishes growing in my sink that are seeking a good wash, and the many burnt meals I will have to force myself to cook!
Why did I want this again?