Darling Wife and I have more houseguests arriving this evening and staying through next week. This means another bout of sightseeing and entertaining. But we are not as weary of this as you might think. Quite the contrary.
You see, DW and I have no family and very few friends out here at the end of the world. That means that 95% of the time it's just the two of us. Of course, we're still newlyweds, and we enjoy this time alone together. Besides, even though I suffer from chronic wanderlust now and again, we're mostly kind of quiet homebodies, so it's nice to have no social commitments generally. But there is such a thing as too much of a good thing. Despite the wonders of telephones and the internet, we have few options other than quiet, alone time. Everyone we know is just too far for easy face-to-face contact. (There are reasons I won't go into right now for why we haven't made many real friends here.) Consequently, we often feel isolated and homesick. As a result, every visitor gives us a little taste of home and friendly companionship, reminds us that we are part of a larger circle. They also give us the impetus to get out of the house and enjoy a little of this wonderous place we live in.
It's true that we are being overly blessed with visitors at the moment, but we won't complain. We are enjoying it.
But this means that I will, once again, be writing very little next week.
Cheers!
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I so so so hope to visit their soon. I'm trying to make it happen — promise.
PS - I know how you feel. I'm the same way in this city, and wish I had more visitors than I do. They always give me a reason to get out and stretch my legs a bit all the while reminding me that I'm not entirely alone in the universe, even if I am mostly alone in the metropolis.
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