I just realized that in an effort to avoid lonely nights in my one bedroom apartment I go to great lengths to sit silently in other people's apartments and do the same things I'd be doing in my own apartment.

For example: tonight after work I ran home, changed quickly, ate some old peas that were in my fridge, decided I couldn't possibly work out because my job is draining the life out of me, and was out the door for Ash and Christine's apartment in less than 5 minutes.  I ate leftover mac and cheese and read a book on the couch without really talking to either of them until at 9:00 pm when I packed up shop and drove over to Mike and Andy's.  There I made an egg white and mushroom omelette for my biology-loving boyfriend and I, and after sat alone on the couch checking facebook, and finally writing this, while Mike studies in his room, and Andy watches TV in his room.

Why is it so comforting knowing that people are around even when you're not near them, and not talking to them???  If I was doing this same thing all night in my apartment, I know I'd be lonely.  And I don't think this is very unique either, does anyone else feel this way?