Where are my people? Where is my tribe?
Where are the people whose first language is sarcasm? (Why is there no sarcasm font?)
Where are the people who can find the funny in just about everything?
Where are the people who like a little bit of just about everything but not the entirety of any one thing? (I like Monet but please, spare me those damn lilies!)
Where are the concrete and carbon monoxide people? The folks who thrive in the energy of a city but find being out in the woods stressful but a city park soothing. (I understand your love of ‘Nature”. I need trees outside my window, why don’t you understand that my window needs to be on the 5th floor of an apartment building.)
Where are the people who don’t share my ‘likes’ but enjoy my enjoyment and can say that graciously while they disagree? (OK, I know a few of those people.)
Where are the people who can disagree, graciously, about anything?