Dinner For One
Embarking on a solo work-related journey led me to the captivating destination of Jersey. As the weekend unfolded before me, the inevitable question arose: where to dine? While the allure of retreating to the comfort of my room tugged at me—enveloped in its cold embrace, the prospect of a lackluster and solitary evening loomed. However, I chose to seize the moment differently. I envisioned this dining experience as an date with myself. With a touch of finesse, I carefully applied some makeup and wore elegant cosmetic jewelry—initially, I wasn't too sure I wanted to dress up so fancily. A couple of times, on the way to the restaurant, I resisted the temptation to buy my food from a grocery or take-away: would I have done that if I were dating someone? Or let someone do that to me? I thought, not. I thought of myself holding my own hand and must confess I almost felt shy. It was as though my lonely spirit was afraid to take the hand of my lively spirit. I came to this cute Thai resta