I've learned that while I am very capable of living alone I don't care for it at all. I've missed Feda since the second he walked into the boarding area of the airport saturday night. It was terrible to have to watch him walk into the "secure area" and wave his goodbye from fifteen feet away.
On the other hand, I'm enjoying the opportunity to be able to sprawl across the whole bed when I sleep -- diagonally!
I still miss my spark.