How I spent my last day alone

• Walked around the house in my underwear all morning. (Because most companions won't let you do that.)
  
• Listened to my gothic playlist.
• Finally recycled the Seventeen collection that had been sitting in my closet for years.
  
• Spent three hours getting dressed.
  
• Had my picture taken by a (male) long-haired Medieval enthusiast who reminded me of my Utah cousins.
• Signed a release for one of the portraits.
• Heard my mother in my head, "But I can't see your pretty eyes in that picture!"
• Drove an hour roundtrip back to the photo studio because I had left my journal.
• Joined up with my family.