I started writing a post earlier today about the fact that I feel alone and that I’m in my head (not such a kind place) all too often.
I was beating myself up because I am not in a relationship and while I know my passion, I can’t seem to grab a hold of my purpose.
I accidentally closed the browser window before I posted it (lucky you!) and almost wrote it again, but thought maybe that was a sign I shouldn’t post it.
Then it happened.
I got a text from my friend. She was about a half hour away and wanted to get together.
We hung out for a few hours and she confessed to being lonely. She goes out and does things, but inevitably feels alone. I was stunned. I thought she was so busy. I told her I was lonely too. She too was stunned.
We made a plan to get together at least once a week and either cook, or watch a movie or do something.
I felt like I had been tapped on the shoulder by my higher power saying…“get out of your head and you might find you are not so alone after all”
It was surreal.
Then after she dropped me back at my apartment, I ran into a neighbor that I had gotten to know a few years before. He was taking college classes back then too. So the first thing he asked me was how was school. I reluctantly told him that I had dropped out again. He was blown away. We talked and he told me that he was inspired by my dedication and couldn’t believe I gave up.
We chatted for a bit and just like that we were once again connected. I felt like we both walked away inspired.
He makes some mean Korean Ribs and I asked if he would make some for me if I would make one of my dishes in return and he was on board.
I walked in my apartment feeling like a different person. A confident person. A person worthy of friends.