I don’t know about you, but when it comes time for me to take my lunch break, I like to just take a breather from everything going on. I want to distance myself from work, from school, from life.
Every week our group goes out to lunch one day a week, but the other four days, I usually sit by myself in the corner table next to the window. The sun shines directly through the windows, heating up my little corner, keeping others away.
But I don’t mind the heat.
I get to fully relax, take the time to write, to catch up on reading. Others sit with their groups, the same ones every day, talking about the most insignificant things like it’s the most important thing that has ever happened.
Sometimes I wonder to myself if I’m like that with my friends, if we talk about the latest trip to the grocery store like it was a life and death situation.
But then I think, “Not all of my friends do their own shopping.”
I feel like it would be nice to get caught up in an epic conversation over mediocre food and an almost stereotypically predictable life.
Even though I get to listen to hundreds of conversations through the course of my many lunches in the office, I sometimes feel like that’s something I’d enjoy doing. That camaraderie is nice to have, even every once in a while.
Maybe I’ll have to try that on my next lunch break.