My trip the other week was great. Action-packed with soul-satisfying visits with family and old friends. But in the midst of that, there was a lovely, unexpected counterpoint: eating lunch alone. It was a quiet and satisfying experience that I don’t indulge in nearly enough. Actually sitting at a restaurant table by myself – not a bar, not a coffee shop, without a phone or book as distraction.
Sitting upright, staring straight ahead, happy in my own company.