I took a little mini-vacation last month, wrote the following and forgot to post it.
So I do.
I have just finished my dinner, now I’m nursing a drink and typing away on my blackberry. I’m at a table with only 1 chair and that 1 chair feels like it should mean something but if so what? I’ve never taken a mini vacation by myself before, yet here I am enjoying the music, even singing – enjoying myself.
Yet the thought intrudes – what must others think of me? I have no idea – they probably think I’m texting – lol.
Genuinely, I’m enjoying this and maybe I should be a little afraid of how much being by myself is so normal to me. It’s a little crazy. All this relaxing on a beach and sipping cocktails is most people’s’ dream – so I’m doing it alone – that doesn’t bother me – I think.
Honestly, I’m not really sure – maybe I’ll be bothered by the time I finish writing this. Maybe I’m too self-reliant, too much in my little world that I don’t let others in and so I have very few friends.
I know that that’s a problem, but a problem for me – not really. I’m happy in this moment, so I’m gonna stop analyzing.
I like being by myself, even in a crowd, it is what it. Many people would be bemoaning this but while this was not my original plan, I won’t complain. End of writing, back to this tasty drink.