Desert Botanical Gardens
Phoenix AZ
Photo Credit: Doree Weller
I recently read an article in which a woman wrote about going to Disneyland alone. She really wanted to go and no one wanted to go with her, so she hemmed and hawed about it until she finally decided to go.
What’s the deal with not wanting to do things solo? I’ve never understood why people would feel weird about eating out alone, going to the movies alone, or go to the bathroom alone (that’s a girls’ only thing… I hope). I love spending time alone. In fact, I often dream about going on vacation in a nice cabin in the woods… and then I realize that I’d creep myself out with everything I’d imagine lurking in the woods, waiting to eat me. And that dream dissolves and dies.
But in all seriousness, I don’t mind doing things alone. It gives me time to be introspective, to read, to write, to observe. Going to an amusement park alone might be weird for me, since I’m not social. If you’re someone who enjoys talking to strangers in line, I could see how it would be cool. Then again, if I were doing it, I’d probably just bring a book and be just fine. There’d be no negotiating what ride to go on, and no one saying they were tired. Actually, it does sound pretty good.
Is there anything you don’t like doing alone? Or something you especially do like doing alone?
Doree Weller 