Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Theater.

What is the social stigma against being alone?



Tonight, I had an entire theatre to myself. Tuesday night, understandable and almost expected. But after this crazy week of being alone, I think I had a strange epiphany whilst sitting in that theatre all by myself. It was like the epitome of being alone. Sloughing through civilian life while feeling like shit and feeling alone is completely different than feeling alone and being completely physically literally alone. Especially in a place where there are usually so many people.

The theatre.

And only me.


It was a little surreal. Dark, dingy. Just me. Alone. A whole ambiance came alive in that room. The silence emphasizing my thoughts. A part of me reached for the phone and wanted to call someone, to fill this...this...alone-ness (not loneliness). But...the silence took over, and I put the phone away, and got comfortable as I could in this empty theatre. Sat, leaned back and was myself. Not what I was feeling before I entered the theatre. Not the frustration, the sadness, the confusion, or the damn longing. Just me.

What does it matter?

It doesn't matter anymore.



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