For one of the first times in my life I have been enjoying being single. And I mean, really single. In fact, I’ve been spending so much time alone I have actually gotten quite comfortable with spending time alone. Eventually, once you get into the groove of getting things done and accomplishing things entirely for yourself you become sort of happy with each and every night you spend alone. In fact, if the wrong girl were to actually come along and step into my activities and affairs now it would actually almost feel like sort of an intrusion.