Being single again, is weird. I'm talking truly single. This time around, there is no best friend who will snuggle you at night, hold your hand in semi-public, to bring you coffee when you're sad...none of that. You're actually on your own. I guess it's an open invitation to meet people and smile at stuff at people you might think are cute. And just trying to be an independent girl who's pretty, put together, and seems to have it all under control. And relearning basic talking skills that come with trying to connect with people. This is an adventure.