Last night I had an amazing dinner with fresh oysters and salmon at a waterfront restaurant in Vancouver. By myself.
Would you go to a fancy restaurant alone?
Obviously, the answer for me is yes, but I recognize that this wouldn’t be in everyone’s comfort zone.
I can’t recall exactly when I started to feel ok being on my own in a public setting, but I remember going to movies solo at least as far back as college.
Now, I cherish opportunities to be alone.
Alone with no responsibilities.
Alone with no agenda.
Alone in my own head.
It’s quite peaceful.
If you can’t quite fathom this, the key to being on your own – and not self-consciously so – is to understand this truth: The person who cares the most about your drama is you.
Translated, this means that no one in the restaurant is looking at you. They’re eating dinner.
So go ahead and enjoy those oysters. You even have permission to get dessert!