One of the things that I learned here in New York is how to be alone and to be able to do things on my own. In a city with more than 8 million people, it’s hard to imagine being by yourself, but it’s true. I would have to say that New York can actually be one of the loneliest places on Earth.
Before moving here, I was always surrounded with family and friends. I had friends that I could call on a minute’s notice to meet me for coffee, a spontaneous lunch, or to just hang out at someone’s house. I always had an endless supply of workout partners and people that I could call to just accompany me on mundane errands.
But it is not so here in New York. I do not have many people to call here at all. It seems that all my friends and acquaintances here are very career-oriented (myself included), and finding someone to meet up with you even for a quick meal seems almost impossible. Since moving here, I seem to be doing everything by myself. I’ve gone to visit museums, explore the city, eat at restaurants, go to the movie theatre, drink at bars – all by myself. I have never been with just myself so much in all my life.
This past weekend, after another long work week, I treated myself to a bike ride along the Shore Promenade in Brooklyn.
I am finding that being with just myself is no longer as lonely as it was. I am actually realizing that it’s not so bad to be around me. In fact, I now look forward to when I can have time to be with myself, all by myself.
“The strongest man in the world, is he who stands alone.” ~ Henrik Ibsen