Table for one

I find pleasure in the unknown,

the thrill of uncertainty,

the randomness of plans,

the freedom from itineraries,

and the comfort of being able to do it all,

solo.

Asking for a table for one

no longer feels daunting.

And no, I do not hide at the bar anymore.

I want a full table with the best view,

maybe even at the center of the room.

No more rushing through my meal,

instead, I savor every bite

every course

with zeal.

Sometimes, I am met with judging looks.

Other times,

I am embraced

with uplifting words

and generous smiles.

Time after time,

none of it matters.

I do as I please

and

I live in a way that makes me feel

most alive

every day.