I am literally sitting alone in steak and shake on Thanksgiving.
If that's not an all time low idk what is.
There's a group of Indian kids enjoying each other's company and milkshakes..
A group of nerd boys who have found solice in their common shared nerdliness who took their grandpa out with them..
One other lonely old guy..
And me.
The waitress keeps calling me madam and I'm trying not to desolve into tears.
I think the last time something like this happened at least I had Aaron.. and we were alone on Christmas Eve bc all the kids were somewhere else. But this is worse.
The longer I'm alone.. the further away from family I get the more I realize this is how it will always be.. and I'm going to die alone.










