When I first went away to college I was horribly lonely.  I remember going to the grocery store on the weekends simply to be around people.  So the irony wasn't lost on me when it occurred to me the other day that I now find myself volunteering to go to the grocery store so that I can be alone.  I linger over ingredient labels and contemplate produce far too long.  This week, I happened to be at the neighborhood Safeway at 6 pm on a Friday, I had no idea that this is when they do wine tasting... best.day.ever; they may as well call it ladies night.