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#Repost @seblefebvre • • • • • • Come be my friend this weekend. On fait le party? #aloneatthebar https://www.instagram.com/p/BzPGqFHB6FK/?igshid=16holh54rb6rs
Pipe Dreams
I can hear it now
As it brings up the bottom
It won’t give
but who gives anymore?
Games Games
Fatal Games
Play hideous tricks on my brain
I need to stand my ground
If they want it?
They’ve got it
If they don’t?
They don’t
The tide comes in to embrace
Washing over me and telling me
it will all be well with us
My pipe dream of you
Coming true
But then suddenly
The tide pulls out-
leaving me frozen in the air
So I packed up my umbrella-
Rolled up my towel
If you do what you can
and ask what you can?
But the tides stay silent?
it’s time to leave the shore.
That love guy at the bar. #me #aloneatthebar (at Red Robin Gourmet Burgers)
Single life is starting to ruin places I used to enjoy... #singlelife #loner #aloneatthebar #anotherround #oneforthescapbook #timetomyself #ruined #sheltered #sosickofit
Solo bar activity
Tonight I found myself with an hour to kill whilst I waited for my brother and his girlfriend. I decided I’d find a bar in which to have a glass of wine and catch up on some life admin (it is a bank holiday, after all).
Whilst waiting to order said vino at the bar, a pleasant and attractive man offered to buy me a drink. “Oh no, please don’t worry,” I replied (stupid British me).
Then, when consuming my large glass of sav, another man struck up conversation with me. We spent the good part of an hour talking; it flowed, but I didn’t fancy him. I thought he was taller than me (tick) until I realised we were standing on a ramp, me the lower part. Plus, he finished his sentences with “ya”. So much so, that I began to mirror him and we ended up sounding like the ‘mine’ seagulls in ‘Finding Nemo’.
Buy, hey, it was pleasant. And I learnt two valuable things this evening:
Lesson number 4: don’t be so British.
Lesson number 5: real people do exist and converse beyond a screen.
Tonight
So I'm sitting here at my favorite hookah lounge, on Halloween night, after a fantastic Gator game, alone, sobering before I make the trek home. I admit I feel a slight bit alone. People watching isn't as fun as I thought it'd be. Social anxiety hasn't reared its ugly head. Key here is: I am happy. It's strange, but it feels right.