volunteering at a place I thought was a quiet little bookshop that turned out to be some kind of social hub means I’m meeting many more people than I did before – more importantly, people that I feel I am more able to relate to: people who want to volunteer and like books is a good start. That said, me being difficult me, it’s not exactly easy – but I have had really good conversations with a few people, the kind that reassures me that there may be more people like me out there – that I may not be so odd-one-out as I so often feel.
So I’m making many acquaintances, who I’m friendly with – but friends, that takes more time (and some luck, in meeting the right people, who are also looking for new friends).
I need to write and put up that ad for musicians too, soon. That’s another avenue.
I’m doing okay.