Well, Sure I miss intimacy, laughter, sharing incredible moments with a big, hunky man. But, I look at being alone at this time of my life as a growth period. I have a lot more time for spiritual communication, for creating. I love solitude for writing poetry, articles, stories., books. I enjoy sculpting, painting, and many ideas come forth in one's aloneness.
Time and how it's spent is dictated only by me. I can listen to Roy Orbison at 3:00 A.M., eat beef stroganoff for breakfast, take a bubble bath in the middle of the afternoon. I can stick my dog in the car and take off to some mountain stream, or go watch the Sun come up.
I guess solitude has good aspects and bad, but I'm adjusting. I don't really have friends or family here.
Self-indulgence is a strange feeling.