Before coming to college, I took a gap year to work, travel and have a glow-up.
For the first half of the year, I moved to Manhattan to live my Carrie Bradshaw fantasy. I was prepared for anything: running late to work in cool outfits, hailing taxis with windswept hair –you know the vibe. What I wasn’t prepared for was how much I would be alone. Unlike Carrie, I didn’t have a go-to group of friends with whom I could spend every waking moment.
So, I made a decision. If I had to spend a whole year with myself, I was going to be corny, pick flowers, go have fun and be besties with myself, no matter how much effort it took.
In other words, I learned how to have a good time being uppercase Alone. Not like lowercase alone, when you’re sitting in your room and wishing someone would text you about what’s happening tonight. I’m talking about the kind of Alone when you intentionally spend hours by yourself, doing what you want and having a good time.
Because one day, whether it’s due to moving to a new city, changing jobs, going through a breakup or arguing with friends, you’re going to find yourself alone. It’s up to you whether you make it uppercase or lowercase.
Ask yourself what being lowercase alone means to you.
While it’s different for everybody, I've learned how to recognize that feeling in myself. It's when I'm surrounded by happy friends, couples and families, and I crave company like the kind they have.
It's that feeling of being at a party and not knowing who to talk to or what to do with your hands.