On Eating alone. - Journal entry, 18 September 2015, 6:40pm
I eat alone for many of my meals, mostly out of necessity but sometimes out of choice. The best days for eating alone are the days i wish to have a moment of silence without having to think of a conversation starter, and those days i eat alone out of choice. The bad days are when there isn't anyone who has a lunch break at the same time as me or when i can't find anyone to go out with.
And it is usually on these cold, lonely and dreary days that i find myself longing for someone to share a meal with. I often develop a case of “Partner envy”, a term i coined to in my head when I'm eating alone and a couple is eating nearby exchanging sweet looks and whispers. Don't get me wrong, I am not type of person to hate anyone out of envy, it is just that at that moment in time loneliness just seems to overwhelm me. And that is exactly what happened today.
Ah, sad sad life. I shall end this post abruptly before i descend into a melancholy spiral of sadness. Tata, back to waiting for a special girl to cross my path.
