What’s an introvert to do when he is tired of being alone?

I realized today that for the past 20 years I have eaten lunch with someone almost daily.  A friend.  A coworker.  A child.

For the past 6 months, I have eaten lunch Monday through Friday alone almost every week.  Sonic.  The taco trailer.  Schlotzskys.

The same goes for supper.  For the better part of 20 years someone has been with me when I ate.  Conversation.  Stories.  Dreams.  Even silence but silence with someone present.   And, even the times I didn’t have supper with someone, I had been with people the better part of the day and didn’t mind a meal on my own.  At least the dog was there if no one else was.

For the most part I am all alone during the week.  The saving grace is a phone call or FaceTime with a very special woman.  Still, she’s the person I want to hold in my arms instead of holding a phone.

What’s an introvert to do when he is tired of being alone?

Grace and peace.