Living alone, I have found, has a few distinct advantages over co-habiting.
The most recent one I discovered is the opportunity to turn on my stereo and dance like no one's watching to whatever kind of music I happen to find most exhilarating, whenever I like. Just yesterday I came home from work to bust a move while I was making dinner. Did I dance like Elaine or Karen Kain?
The only one who will ever know is me.