Crowded and isolated
Is it possible to feel isolated in a crowded and noisy restaurant? I’m beginning to wonder.
I’m sitting here on a barstool at Buffalo Wild Wings and it sure feels that way. This guy to my right is talking to two women who have been here since 1:30 or so, yet he won’t say a word to me. Not that I mind. He’s a strange duck to begin with.
I feel like I’m taking up space. Someone could sit here. As much I would love to hang around with Lisa, Liz and Alex, maybe I’d be better off going back to the hotel and watching the LSU-North Carolina State game in my room where I can do so in peace and nobody will bother me.
In fact, that sounds like a good idea. I’m going to.