A Quiet Affirmation: The Power of Dining Alone
It began as one of those weeks that leave you feeling emptied out. A long-term work project had finally concluded—months of labor distilled into a ten-minute presentation, met with polite applause before everyone slipped back into their inboxes. My first impulse was familiar: takeout on the couch. Thai, probably. Predictable, quiet, forgettable.
So I did. I reached for earrings usually reserved for weddings, misted on perfume like armor, and walked downtown to a restaurant I’d been admiring for months.
A Table for One
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