what friends are for…
i skipped out of work early, do to some time i accumulated doing a special photography project. i drove by and dropped off my storage bill payment and headed over to the theater to catch the latest chick flick. i sat in my seat surrounded by mothers, daughters, sisters and friends. it did make me wish my own best friend was sitting next to me to share this movie…this moment. however, she also had to leave work early but not for pleasurable reasons. she had to make her way to her husbands’ family do to a great loss. at the same time, i am glad i decided to go alone. this is the second movie i have gone to all by myself. amongst the aroma of popcorn…i wondered if i hadn’t become almost too independent for my own good.
it seems to still be a bit taboo to go out to a movie alone or eat dinner out alone. the eating out thing is something i still am not comfortable with and don’t think i ever will be, but the movie thing…well its not so bad. i have gotten over what the whole population might think of me going the movies and sitting by myself in the middle of the row. i know others see me and wonder why i am not with someone else. i know because i have wondered the same about people i have seen sitting alone a row or two in front of me. i know that i am not truly alone, but it’s a moment like this when i realize it even more so. i don’t think being alone is feared really; what is feared is loneliness.
