Home alone...

Seth left yesterday morning for a conference in Indianapolis--which of course he was not looking forward to--and will be away five nights. I haven't been home by myself for longer than a night since living in Chapel Hill, which was over four years ago! Seth was away a bit when I was in Australia, but I always lived with people. What makes it a little weirder, too, is that I don't really know anyone here, besides a couple people from I Tatti. It's not like I can just hop over to a friend's place for a coffee. I try not to think about what would happen if I got in an accident, particularly when I go running by myself. I don't carry identification on me, and I am not documented as living here, so if something were to happen to me, how would anyone know? Seth can't call to check up on me because of the awkward time difference... Spooky... I'll try to stop thinking about it now.

It has only been a day and a half, but it is pretty quiet. It doesn't help that I don't understand the radio and TV. Now I can understand why people who live alone get pets. I'm glad to have Lorenzo because he is great company, though sometimes he is too scatterbrained to maintain a conversation. At least he often shares his banana with me. I should stop rambling and do dishes. After making a full dinner this consists of only a pot, plate, bowl, fork, and spoon. And it is still really early--normally we start eating dinner now. At least I have lots of time to do homework! And chat with Lorenzo!! Where is his banana? I really should stop rambling...