My Bachelorhood, on it's last legs

Now that my bachelorhood is on it's last legs, for it is, my whole bachelor life keeps flashing before my eyes every once in a while. The late parties, the solitary evenings listening to a good book with some neat Whisky providing the occasional counterpoint, the appreciative looking at all womanhood, with mischievous, uncertain hope, the independance of doing what I wanted when I wanted (well, almost)...there are such days left, but not many. So long poetry, come soaps!