I always felt sad when I would see people eating alone-especially if they were elderly.
Today I sit in a booth alone. The funny thing is, I’m not lonely. I have a few friends and a wonderful companion to walk through life with. I don’t feel as sad as you would think someone eating alone would feel.
The even funnier thing is that this morning I was really sad. I was looking at past school mates and seeing their lives as portrayed on Facebook. I got really down on myself for how far it appears they have come in their lives and here I am living with my parents still trying to find myself.
I guess the thing is, sitting alone in this booth, I don’t feel that sadness. I don’t feel that pressure of having to be someone. Sitting in this booth alone, I am me. I am the best version of me I’ve ever been. And though I’m not the prettiest, the smartest, or the farthest along in my career path, I’m really at a happy place.
I have happy, healthy relationships and many blessings.
As I end my sushi lunch alone, I just have to share with you my fortune cookie.
That’s the final irony I think.
(Photos by Angel Walck)