I haven't been home alone since Christmas

It's weird living with a lot people.  I don't think I have been home alone since Christmas.  Sometimes the conversations are forced superficial niceties brought upon merely by our proximity.  Other conversations take you by surprise, though.  One minute you're emptying the dishwasher, and an hour later you're still holding a stack of plates, but you've happened upon some happenstance heart to heart of substance.  The weirdest part about these unplanned meaningful moments is realizing, as fulfilling as it has been to hold these plates for an extra hour, it's time to put them down.  "we'll okay then, good talk, see you around".  Why yes, person whose room is right next to mine, you most likely will.