I re-discovered that I like to be alone--at times. But of course, who doesn't? But on Sunday and Monday, in the wake of this nice new opportunity to quit all my whining, I didn't re-open conversation opportunities (no texting, no nothing) with The Past Girl. I thought of doing it, of course, but I just didn't.
On Sunday I went movie-crazy, alone. I bought a ticket to a 1:00 show AND a 4:20 show down on Broadway. It sometimes takes me a little effort just to see one by myself, but I went boogity-boogity down for a two-fer. I saw PUSH and CORALINE. I liked them both.
Mind you, this was the day AFTER me and Childhood Bud went to see Soul Samurai. Saturday night he had soundly scolded me about blogging that I had a pang of loneliness whenever I left my friends to return to my Alone Life. Well, let me tell you, on Sunday, I had no such pangs. It didn't occur to me to call The Past Girl to see if she wanted to hang out, nor to call anyone else. It was just One Of Those Days.
This again reminds me of My Ned. When I get the opportunity to have someone in life, I seem to begin to value the opportunity NOT to. And when I have no opportunities, I seem to want nothing BUT.
But then again, I think we all have that in common.
It's called the Greener Grass Syndrome.
Still, I think I want rather than want not.
So I spoke to The Past Girl today about work, and she ended the call with an invite to tell her about my weekend.
And I will do that.
Because I like the sound of her voice.