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For lunch I returned to the noodle place. I decided to eat-in solo and remembered a conversation I had with a coworker. She confessed she would never eat alone. Not even at the small cafeteria at work. What are you afraid of I inquired? She shook her head in fear, “What would people think”?
Years back I was obsessed with the first season of the show, Starting Over. They placed several women in need of life coaching in a home, to work on specific life issues. I loved hearing life coach Rana, a Philly based positive Black woman with beautiful natural hair. Rana worked hard on helping Nyanza Davis, an obsessed material girl. I remember calling my mom telling her I wanted to be a life coach. She just laughed after I explained what I would, “help people get their life together—discover their dream.” (BTW, the Life Coach thing didn’t work out—maybe it’s still in my stars)
One of the story lines was a lady who was obsessed with being in a relationship, even if it was unhealthy. One of the life coaches suggested having a date with yourself. The lady struggled, but by the end of her extensive all-day date, she had a new prospective. That day, she learned in order to have a healthy successful relationship, its beings with yourself.
Around the time of the show, I left work, and couldn’t find anyone to join me for dinner. I decided to stop in an Italian Restaurant on Chestnut Street in Philadelphia—try eating alone. I can describe it as very interesting to say the least. At times, I felt like everyone was looking at me, but it was a small hurtle I felt I needed to over come. The food was great. The best shrimp scampi ever! I even saved half so I could enjoy it later.
After my “date”, I began walking down Market Street, towards City Hall to catch the Orange Line back to Temple U. A group of homeless men eyed my bag and asked what I had. As I explained shrimp scampi their eyes got big. I gave them my remaining dinner, and entered the subway with empty hands, and a big smile.
It was a nice day. It probably would have been just as nice, if not better with someone else, but I can now honestly say I enjoy my own company.
* BTW: I was googling Rana and saw that she has cancer, and is need for donations! I contacted her to see if I could receive a health update.
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