Sunday evening at the men's salon.
In my many years of being single I had various experiences with friends who were couples. With time spent alongside duos who were either married or seeing each other, I grew more and more independent in everything I did. Because I irritatingly marvelled at how many things for which girls usually depend on their significant others, can actually be done 'alone', seamlessly. Once, in the wee hours of the night I was heading back home from a late night event and a boyfriend in the group insisted that he'd drop me first before he heads all the way to the other direction to drop his girlfriend. Courteous of him, but I said I could travel back alone and save him the trouble. Back then, had I not been single I still wouldn't have bothered my significant other to drop me anywhere if it were out of his way. I guess being single makes you incredibly lethal in terms of independence. And that's the greatest blessing that has come out of my solo days. I've traveled as much a...