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Caroline sent me a link to a blog post over at the Accidental Hedonist. It's an essay about dining alone.
But one paragraph and one sentence in particular caught my eye. In just a few words the author summed up why living alone, not just eating alone, is such a wonderful thing. Here's my favorite part. She's describing the solo dining experience:
Think of this as a vacation that lasts between thirty minutes to an hour, for now we solo diners have no actions required of us by anyone. We don't have to cook or clean, we don't have anyone to report to, and, most importantly, we don't have to talk. We get to sit there and enjoy our own company. Through the entirety of the meal, we are playing in the paradox of being removed from society while participating within it.
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