Que sera, sera

Since last few days am living a new life, for the first time I have shifted to a place all alone. So far I've always had a room to myself but a flatmate to always remind me of the presence of human kind in the house. This is the first time am alone in the entire house. There's nobody to greet me when I step in, or nobody to have a single meal with, nobody's mess to be cleaned or feel bad about. Its just me, me and me. And though I thought or for a moment felt that it might be a bad feeling, I think am enjoying it. I walk around in the house like a princess, everything is arranged just the way I'd want it and kept where I can find it. Though at times I feel that without the disturbance it's convenient to locate anything or be myself in the house, but at times I wonder will I get bored of the so called 'Me' routine? I think and I ponder, and then I say to hell with it all, let's be happy and enjoy while I can. Que sera, sera... Whatever will be, will be....