i used to live alone in my twenties and i hated it. there was no one to come home to.
well, i am glad it worked out well in the end. i on the other hand did not have friends waiting for me home and felt kind of empty.
my friend and i were out at the bars one night, doing the usual young people thing. they had been acting off a little all night, and when i asked if they were okay, they told me everything was fine. i knew this was not true since i had known this person for years, but the night came to a close and we got a cab home.