We’re finally midway through the week and I’m already dreaming of the weekend! The past two summer weekends have been such an amazing time, I can’t help myself to wish these weeks away…definitely not the best habit to have!
Last Friday, I skipped the crazy train ride to the Hamptons and spent my summer Friday exploring this beautify city I’ve become to call home. We started with lunch at JG Mellon in the west village, made our way to Pop Bar, and walked all the way to Meatpacking. Each corner included another beautiful piece of architecture and a yummy treat. I honestly know how lucky I am to live in this city, but is experiences like these that it hits me straight in the face and it quite numbing.
After lunch & a stroll with Tom, we parted ways and I spent the rest of the day alone on the Highline. As a middle child, I actually hate being alone. I love a lot of noise, always having someone to talk to, and chose. However, when Tom had plans with college friends and the weather was beautiful, I couldn’t waste the opportunity to explore. Even though it was only a few hours, taking a solo walk down the Highline was inspiring. I was inspired by the unique city around me, the artwork from the Whitney, the love of each couple holding hands as they walked, and the buzz of NYC on a summer Friday.
Being alone used to be super unsettling to me, it almost felt uncomfortable, but this felt so right. I guess there comes a time where all the pieces are finally in place. You may have finally figured out the career thing or you may have finally fell in love, either way when you feel comfortable with who you’ve become, it is super easy to be by yourself.
Loving your alone time doesn’t mean you don’t love your significant other or your roommates or even your family. It means you’ve become the person you’ve been working for the last 20-somewhat years to become and that is rewarding.
A walk in the park or reading a book on a bench, where do you like to appreciate your alone time?