Heat lightening flickers furiously in the night sky as I walk up the hill to the pizza place.
I pass by the bar and can hear music blaring from inside.
A man who is clearly drunk is outside on his cellphone.
It sounds like he's talking to a girl.
I walk inside the brightly lit store and walk up to the counter.
A guy has his back to me as he's taking an order on the phone.
Finally after what feels like forever he gets my pizza, I pay, and leave.
I begin walking back down the dark sidewalk away from the lights and the people.
I know that I could step inside that bar and meet someone.
Not even a guy like that, just someone to talk to.
But I don't want to.
Tonight I will eat pizza in bed alone and watch Girls.