A Lonely Diner

Life is full of surprises. At least that’s what my strange existence on this Earth has taught me. Just the other day, I had an offbeat thought. It involved myself, an empty diner, some coffee, and a bit of loneliness.

Of all the lovely things on this planet of ours, how could I continue to see things so black and dreary? Well, it could be all the madness that has been 2012. It may be a mind bruised and abused one too many times. Although, somehow it’s most likely..this is just me.

People have tried to change it over the years. Hell, even I have. After all the arguing and the struggling, we figure “What’s the use?”. This is just me. Some people are just built this way. Most would tell you our creative minds are better for it. Although sometimes you may hate us..for stating..well the truth as we see it..this is just how we are.

So, I envisioned myself the other day. Alone, in a quiet, empty diner. Pleasantly decorated and clean, but lonely…echoing with emptiness. Only employees bustling about; tidying up. Plates and silverware clanging as they moved them. I’m sitting there sipping a coffee, not ordering any food. Observing things, as I tend to do. The door would swing open, cold air came in, but it was only a delivery man. No one to converse with. No one to share a meal with. Just emptiness.
Mmm Coffee edit/Lonely Diner

This is not reality. Just another one of my odd visions or thoughts that usually help stir inspiration for my fictional writing. However, it got me thinking. Even though my life is quite the opposite of that scenario, that feeling can sometimes swirl around and rear its ugly face.

With the holidays coming to a close, a lot of chores to be done, and a new year rolling in, I’ve neglected what’s been important here. Sharing a voice with you.

There is my soul-baring for the year. My confession, if you will. Take it for what it is. Love me or leave me. Do try to also remember my brighter side. ๐Ÿ˜‰ After all, this is just me. & There are many lonely diners in life.

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11 thoughts on “A Lonely Diner

  1. I don’t like to dine lonely ๐Ÿ˜ฆ I always imagine other close people sitting beside me at the table and feel brighter! ๐Ÿ™‚
    No, we are not leaving you, some of us have just actually entered! ))
    I’m happy i discovered your blog, it feels cozy! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. I’m not leaving, so I will continue to love you. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Sometimes things simply are bleak and bleary. I’m a happy, upbeat person, but I still have days like your diner. I like how your thoughts bring vivid images that inspire your writing.

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    1. I’m glad to hear it. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing my Maddie! *squeezes* My thoughts to tend to be on the cheerier side but, every now & again, a gray, rainy day in my brain comes along. I think we all have them to some degree. If memory serves me correctly, I remember reading you’re a bit of an empath. Well, I am too. ๐Ÿ™‚ That’s where a lot of this comes from.

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      1. Empathy probably does play a big part. I could see your diner so clearly, and I knew what that felt like sitting there. … My mother is in her eighties and quite frail now. She lives alone, and although we try to do all that we can for her, she is alone a lot. I know she is frightened and lonely at times, and I “feel” her often. It tends to overshadow things right now.

        I’m so glad, though, to be able to read blogs again. I don’t think I’ll try writing again for a while. I’d like to read some books and catch up with blog friends. ๐Ÿ™‚

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        1. Well, they say that ability to feel with such intensity is passed down. So, chances are she feels your love & concern & it makes her feel warm. ๐Ÿ™‚ Just verify it for her & I bet you she’ll smile. When she asks what made you ask, just tell her a friend told you to. ๐Ÿ˜‰

          As for taking a break, I feel you there. 2012 drained me bigtime. I look forward to posting more & reading/sharing more experiences with all of you here.

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