There is something I dislike about being at large social gatherings. By “large” I mean more than two or three people.

I have blamed not liking those on noise, on my introversion, on this or that person. Others have brought up my dietary preferences and similar silliness.

What it is though, is that, even if dime large gatherings are rather nice, with a few executions, I feel terribly alone there.

“You’ve been spending a lot of time with that woman,”  says Louise.  “Every week, is it?” Continue reading “Not Like This Is Anything Special” →