It's getting dark and snowy outside. I'm the only one home, and all my lights are off, save the Christmas lights and a few candles in my room.

It's so nice and quiet. I love my roommates, but there is just something nice about an empty house every now and then. It's cozy...a different kind of cozy then the hectic cozy of having everyone home and milling about.

One roommate will be home in about 45 minutes, the rest are out and about at work or away for the weekend. I have nothing productive to do this afternoon, so I'm just going to enjoy the quiet.