I went to
St. John's over the weekend for
croquet, and it was pretty excellent. I stayed with the lovely
anathelen and got to see a whole lot of people I hadn't seen in ages. Today, though, I'm having some kind of weird socializing "withdrawal," where the activity of the weekend somehow threw into relief how quiet and solitary my life here in NYC generally is (despite being surrounded by 8 million people, somehow), and now I'm sitting around missing all sorts of people pretty furiously. Some of it is reasonable (Greg, who I haven't seen in 4.5 years and who is one of the most excellent human beings I know) and some of it is not so reasonable (people I saw in person yesterday, people I didn't know well but once had a crush on, etc).
The list of people missed includes:
-the aforementioned
zostrianos-a boyfriend I had when I was 16
-a friend I had in high school who I haven't heard from since probably sometime in 2001
-practically everybody I saw over the weekend
-subset of the above:
noetickerf, who I spent all day yesterday in a car with
-various Pittsburgh people
-several classmates from the past few years who I thought were cool but failed to get to know due to shyness
-that guy I dated last year who was kind of a jerk maybe
-
ennuiette, who I saw yesterday and who lives basically down the street from me, and who I ought to hang out with more
-etc.
This is probably a good sign -- a sign of the winter-hibernation-social-freeze fully thawing and demanding that I actually, you know, go do a bunch of stuff with people that I like -- but it still feels kind of... strange? A certain melancholy + urgency kind of whininess. Ergh.
In other news, it was a ridiculously gorgeous day in NYC today. I took some pictures (mostly of Tompkins Square Park) with my phone, and will get around to posting them later.