{"id":6432,"date":"2012-04-29T18:42:48","date_gmt":"2012-04-29T23:42:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.net\/?p=6432"},"modified":"2012-04-29T18:42:48","modified_gmt":"2012-04-29T23:42:48","slug":"on-the-sunday-feeling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/?p=6432","title":{"rendered":"On the Sunday Feeling"},"content":{"rendered":"

Today I felt unnerved, even apprehensive.\u00a0 I couldn’t figure out why.\u00a0 I posted on Twitter that I felt “lonely,”<\/a> but that couldn’t be it, surely?<\/p>\n

Then I realized that I hadn’t had a meaningful conversation with anyone in a day and a half.<\/p>\n

See, I don’t handle solitude well. It’s a weird personality quirk of mine; I may be as INFP as it’s possible to be, but I still need to feel like I’m part of humanity.<\/p>\n

Yes, I’d talked to my grandmother’s worthless cat.\u00a0 Yes, I’d talked with people online via e-mail, Twitter, and Facebook.\u00a0 But after Friday night’s pub outing, my only personal interaction with another human being was with the ticket clerk at the movie theater.\u00a0 And even though I was surrounded by people at the theater, I didn’t interact with them.\u00a0 One can be surrounded by people and still be alone, after all.<\/p>\n

And yet, even after the realization that I’d had no meaningful human contact, I went and had even less<\/i>. After putting out my laundry to dry, I went up the reservoir and hiked back to the dam, a long and lonely hike where it’s possible to not see another soul for long stretches.<\/p>\n

I actually saw a semi-familiar face as I was in sight of the parking lot on my out. I’ve seen a few times a young woman with blond hair who wears a Celtics jersey. I’ve no idea who she is, just someone I’ve seen before. I passed her as she was just starting out. I nodded, she nodded back, and that was my personal interaction for the day.<\/p>\n

At least it was, until a few hours later I decided to go to Fuddrucker’s for dinner. What can I say? I wanted a hamburger. I could have gone to Five Guys, but I like the atmosphere of Fuddrucker’s. I like the memorabilia with which the restaurant is decorated. A Fuddrucker’s hamburger isn’t as good as I remember, but it’s good enough, and the ambiance makes up for it.<\/p>\n

The Fuddrucker’s outing brightened my mood, despite the presence of James Blunt’s “You’re Beautiful,” surely one of the world’s most depressing songs, on the restaurant muzak.<\/p>\n

Then I went to Target and looked at coffee pots and furniture.<\/p>\n

You’d be surprised, but looking at coffee pots and furniture in stores gives me a strange feeling of contentment, especially because I’m in the market for neither.<\/p>\n

Now I think I can call it a day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Today I felt unnerved, even apprehensive.\u00a0 I couldn’t figure out why.\u00a0 I posted on Twitter that I felt “lonely,” but that couldn’t be it, surely? Then I realized that I hadn’t had a meaningful conversation with anyone in a day and a half. See, I don’t handle solitude well. It’s a weird personality quirk ofContinue reading “On the Sunday Feeling”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[52],"tags":[4093],"class_list":["post-6432","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","tag-life","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6432","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6432"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6432\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6432"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6432"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6432"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}