This resonates with me or at least it resonates with a past me. I used to spend a lot of time in bars either reading or just taking in the ambiance. I didn’t necessarily go there for any social interaction just to people watch and to be around people.
And yet people have this insistence on singling out people who are alone and trying to encroach on the sanctity of their solitude, I wouldn’t mind but the people who have the balls to do this are normally either drunk out their skulls or really extroverted people, I don’t drink and I don’t get on well with extroverts…
One guy had the audacity to, having seen what I was reading, ask me what I thought about the death of one of the characters… I hadn’t gotten that far in the book, I could have murdered him.
I’d probably alter the text on the card to remove the romantic implications, I am not big headed enough to think that people come up to me to “Pick me up” but the general sentiment of “I’m alone because I want to be alone not because I have no friends.” is one that I wish I could pass onto people in such a succinct manner.
Via This Isn’t Happiness