I'm taking myself out on a date tonight. It's not the first time. The last few dates I took myself on were one hundred percent success. I discovered that I love hanging out with myself. I'm having a great time and don't need to coordinate with anybody else.
This mild October evening, I will take the Metra into downtown Chicago, stroll down the beautiful Riverwalk, get a drink, and take in the beautiful urban sounds, scenery, and people-watch. I'll then take the Brown Line subway to Fullerton Avenue and walk to the Red Lion Pub on Lincoln Street. It has a cozy lounge/library vibe.
I'll get myself a sandwich, pub crisps, and a pint (or two) of something I've never tasted. I might chat up the bartender and some folks at the bar. I'll be present while soaking up all of the city sensations. I was born and raised in Chicago, so I'm comfortable in the element.