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Reader, 10 out of 10 recommend not waiting to do the things you want to do just because you’re afraid you won’t have anyone to do them with. Weekssss ago I knew I wanted to see "Wuthering Heights", and I wanted to see it when I wanted to see it. I didn’t want to plan around anyone else. I just wanted a day to myself and didn’t care how that might look to anyone on the outside. When I went to grab a ticket, I noticed something that made me laugh. Almost every seat that had been chosen was a single seat. Clearly I wasn’t the only woman with this idea! But when I arrived, most of those women were suddenly with friends… or had dragged their men along (LOL!). So yes, I was the only one there by myself. And honestly? I loved every minute of it. It did make me wonder, though, about the women who changed their minds. Either way, I enjoyed the movie. Dark, dramatic, full of love and revenge… and yes, a little bit of spice. I would absolutely go again. (I might even do it solo again too.) Learning to enjoy my own company is something I’m really practicing right now. So I’m curious… How do you feel about doing things alone? Is it something you let yourself do? Why or why not? I’d love to hear. |
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