The other
week I was looking over my listings, and for a recent stretch of 50 bars, I had
been to 47 by myself.
I almost
think I prefer to go by myself, since you meet more people and have more fun
that way, often.
A few
weeks earlier, I had been at the student bar with some people from school and
some people they knew, and as the night was winding down and people were
getting tired, the conversation was starting to drag and even dying, and my
mind kept wandering, and I kept thinking how much more fun I would be having if
I was out somewhere at new bars by myself.
I really
wonder if I’ll ever be able to have normal fun again.
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