>>25544
There is nothing in my city, the place where I live is a cultural and economic graveyard.
When my loneliness, despair and frustration reach their tipping point I go outside anyway and eat alone on a bench while watching people on the street.
During those moments I feel like an invisible ghost who has been banished from society; I don't belong with any of those people, none of them even notice my presence and there's no way for me to interact or bond with them. Then I go back home and the strong feelings I had before turn into a more subdued sense of depression for a while.
I don't mean to bring you down with my rambling though, enjoy the fireworks and picnic, sounds fun.
I hope you don't mean anything weird with the eating protein thing.