Eight months into the longest stretch of being single since high school and I still don't get it.
And it's not the getting into bed by myself every night or the lack of having a person with whom I'm 100% myself, though I miss cuddles and being able to sit in relaxed comfort around someone; it's the not having anyone to take care of that really gets me.
I'm pretty sure that's not how it goes for most people. But that's what I miss.
I miss having someone for whom to make sure dinner is on the table everynight and a lunch is packed for tomorrow. And yes, I realize how anachronistic that makes me sound. To be fair, I used to cook Lara and myself dinner most nights, so it doesn't actually have to be somebody with whom I'm romantically involved, just somebody I care about.
I guess I just don't have a person here yet. I have friends, but none of them are my person.
And it's starting to feel a little lonely.