Sometimes I love being by myself. There is a luxury in having that space on your own, free of the need to fill silences with talk, or to observer social niceties. Some people rail against doing things on their own, such as going to the movies, or having dinner out by themselves - they get depressed if they find themselves out on their own. I actually enjoy it. I'm not a loner - I crave social interaction and being able to just talk, but the "me time" is so very important for me.
I took some "me time" tonight and went to watch Kung Fu Panda. It was a so-so film, made enjoyable because of Jack Black's "performance" as the Panda Po. But the storyline was too simplistic and rather empty - like biting into a sweet bubble. The moment passes and you're waiting for the next. I think I should have gone to Mamma Mia instead. At least it features songs by ABBA. :-)
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