just me

Tonight, I went to a celebration thrown by a local nonprofit, the Pangaea Project. I donated some money to them because the work they are doing is important, and they invited me to come to their event held at a neat bar in northeast. Sometimes when I'm doing things like this - going to events, talks, documentaries, screenings, exhibits, restaurants, I mention it to a friend if someone happens to be nearby.

"Oh neat," they usually say and then, "Who are you going with?"


I usually smile and say, 'oh, it's just me.'
Sometimes I wish I had a different answer.
It feels lonely when they put it like that.