I went to a movie alone today for the first time in my life. It was a departure from my comfort zone to go to a movie alone. You walk into the theater alone and say give me one ticket for The Big Sick. You try to evaluate the face in the box office and see what he thinks. He registered essentially no reaction. He played it super cool, “sure man, here you go, you’re in theater 5.”
He’s seen people like me before. Probably every day he works there. People go to movies alone everyday because they want to or have to.
I truly enjoyed the movie. It was a good movie and there were only 2 other people in the theater. Closest experience I’ve had to that was seeing Blair Witch Project with my brother back in the early 2000s. I think there might’ve been a couple other people at that movie too.
I got popcorn and a Diet Coke because I was at a movie and because I needed something to keep me company other than my phone. It worked. The soda and popcorn were the perfect stimulus to launch me into the comfort of locking into that comfy seat for two hours.
Today was a glimpse of loneliness. I’m lucky. I have an amazing wife and a delightful young daughter — something I struggle to not take for granted every day.
Ok, I have to go, but at least I got here today and wrote something. Progress.