late nigth blues

This is my first blog and I am very excited. This excitement does not, though, overshadow my lonliness at this very moment. I know my dad will say "I told you so" but living on your own can be quite lonely, although liberating. I sit in my room, with my cat next to me on the pillow, and all I hear are drunk people outside my window seemingly having more fun than me... although often throwing up. I am sure that the feeling will pass, but for now I wish I had another body beside me. Not necessarily a guy, just someone to make me feel safe. Although the golf club my dad gave me does help a little...