So a couple of years ago, I attended a company function downtown. I think it was a Thursday. An event that should have lasted no more than two hours went on, and on, and on…
Since I got a ride to the gathering with a colleague, I’d have to make my own way home if I wanted to get a decent night of sleep. As it turns out, we weren’t that far from the office where my car was parked, so I skipped the taxi and took a walk downtown.
Now I knew where I was going, or so I thought…I soon found myself wandering aimlessly up and down the streets of the city.
But it was sort of cool…I mean, the bustling businesses that were so busy during the day were now desolate. The shopkeepers that were still on duty were overtly friendly, not expecting a patron at so late an hour. I discovered some businesses I was unaware of… an antique store, a tea shop, and an artist’s gallery to name a few.
Theoretically, I should have been nervous wandering alone, but somehow I wasn’t. There were enough beings around that I felt a sense of community with the other night owls. And I did find my way back to the office and the security of my auto.
Somehow, though, I feel that when we get lost, we somehow find ourselves. We feel free, gleeful, and open to opportunity. The insecurities of being on my own at midnight were overshadowed by the adventure, and I look back fondly on that evening of solitude.
Stay groovy…
–Susie
(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)
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