The first apartment that I lived in after my divorce was a small studio in Manhattan. I was living alone and enjoying the solitude. If I wanted to eat cookies for dinner I did. If I wanted to sleep all day on a weekend I did. If I wanted to go to dinner with friends I did. If I wanted to go sightseeing in NYC I did.  If I wanted to do nothing, I did nothing. For the first time in my life I was able to do what I wanted when I wanted. That was very cool!

During one wintry Saturday evening ther...


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