Great Onely Activities, Excerpt 777: Sitting in the Dark September 8, 2008Posted by Onely in Great Onely Activities, We like. . ..
Tags: adventures alone, i love being single, Movies, road trips, sitting alone, spring, woody allen
I just got home from going to see the newest Woody Allen movie, Cristina Vicky Barcelona (or is it Vicky Cristina Barcelona?!)… And I went ALONE.
Back when I didn’t know how to be single and happy but very much wanted to be (i.e. immediately after the end of a six-year relationship which just about crushed me), I began planning my escape from St. Louis, the end of my life there, in the form of a 2000-mile road-trip, alone with my doggie, to visit my parents in California. It was springtime, I was through watching all the break-up movies I could get my hands on, and I had even had a random fling with a pilot (which cheered me up considerably), who I met on my way back from DC after a quick weekend trip to visit friends (Hi Christina!).
I was feeling happier and (obviously) more adventurous (thanks, Sam the pilot!). I almost felt mentally prepared for the trip. But I hadn’t done much on my own, and one evening I was in the mood to go see a movie (can’t remember which one, but I wanted to go, badly). I called all my friends – everyone was busy. But damn it, I wanted to go. I almost decided to stay home.
Then — epiphany! — I realized I could go… ALONE.
It was wonderful — sitting alone in the dark movie theatre, I didn’t feel any obligation to pay attention to a companion’s reactions, no one was there to interrupt the fantasy with a whisper or a poke in the ribs. And I didn’t have to share the fucking popcorn!
I’ve spoken with friends since then who have acted nonplussed that I found this experience so revealing — many have done it before, some even think it’s the best way to see a movie. But for me, that first time – a trivial event in the whole scheme of things, certainly — signified a leap in thinking.
What the hell did I have to be afraid of, buying a ticket “for one,” settling into a seat “alone,” and going home with “only” myself to digest the experience? A great deal, apparently — shifts in perspective ARE scary! But worth it, if only for the fact that they allow for us to embark on more satisfying journeys in the long run (plus it’s much easier to sneak into a second movie for free! if one feels so inclined, that is…!).