Just got home from a free concert downtown. Vince Vance was playing. I'd never heard of the guy, but apparently he's quite famous. It took the organizers a lot of effort to get him to perform in this
tedious hellhole small town in the South I vegetate live in, so I decided to give it a shot.
The band was actually pretty good (even though I'm more of a hardrock than a rock'n'roll person), but I left halfway through the performance because I kept running into people I meet through my job all the time and, as usual, didn't know what to talk about and felt awkward. They ended up wandering off and I ended up depressed.
I don't think I'll go to another community event by myself again. Ever. There is only so much loneliness I can bear.
I even managed to look at my beta's corrections and suggestions for the next chapter ("Unfinished Business") of "Found, Never Lost" - something I'd been putting off for a couple of days because I was so afraid of what I might find upon opening the Word document. When I finally did open it, things weren't even close to what I expected, and I felt really foolish.
It took me several hours to work through the chapter, but I sent it back to my beta an hour ago and feel very proud of myself. Mission accomplished!