all by myself

Earlier this week, I won tickets to go see Rachael Sage and Sonia at Eddie’s Attic.

Unfortunately, Rob wasn’t scheduled to return from Salt Lake City until late in the evening. While I put it out there that I’d welcome company, I had no takers. Should I go on my own? Should I just skip it?

I was quite tempted to just not go. Who goes to listen to live music on their own? But then I realized that Eddie’s Attic is across the street, and I haven’t made the effort to go even with someone. Sad.

So I picked myself up, tried to ignore the ever growing pile of things that really needed to get done, and made my way over. I found myself a table. I ordered myself a drink. I didn’t make excuses. I just pretended to be a confident adult who doesn’t mind being alone. Or who might even prefer listening to music solo.

And you know what? I did. I enjoyed being all by myself very, very much. I think I might try to head out on my own to Eddie’s Attic or a restaurant on my own a little more often, in fact.

soda water - 20 jun 2012