I never used to understand people in bars, sitting alone with a book. It never looked right. Like, we all see you, trying to read in a crowded bar surrounded by booze. What exactly are you doing?
Today I was that girl. My favorite coffee shop was full so I found a near empty bar serving food around the corner from it.
The bartender was charming and cute. But married. To a girl who he admitted, just needed a green card. When you read the book 'The Marriage Plot' in public, such interesting conversations happen with strangers.
A few hours later, I was fed and a few gin cocktails deep. I didn't know it was a 2 for 1 special but I was glad it was.
I was in the holiday spirit and didn't want to leave. The people around me welcomed me into their group as I paused from reading. There was a shot involved later. The bartender got busy.
I relaxed and let myself fall in love with the bartender just for those few hours.
I had one of those great afternoons where I felt like I could do anything I wanted. I was grateful for being so unattached.
It was early in the afternoon on a Sunday and I felt free.
Monday was so far away. I could sit and read by candle light with a drink next to me or make a new best friend.
I was satisfied with either.
Thirty dollars and 4 hours later I left fully tipsy and feeling good.
Leaving just as unattached as a arrived, but a lot more satisfied.
I'll admit a part of me was waiting for my next love to walk into the bar sometime in those hours I was sitting in Norm's corner.
Another part of me was just happy to leave with no ties.