answer:I was single until I was 26 years old. I lived in DC and spend many an evening curled up in an armchair at cozy coffeehouses reading books without interruption or doing artwork at my own whim. I went shopping and spent money without having to answer to anyone but myself. When I was lonely, I could seek out any friend I wanted to without having to worry about someone else’s comfort level. I could go out with guys from age 20 through 50 on friendly dates without it looking weirdly suspicious. I could write without someone looking over my shoulder saying, “write, write.” There are so many more…ahhh…. loved those days!!