I don’t understand a neighborhood where no one interacts.
I guess I shouldn’t be so surprised. I grew up in Phoenix. People hardly saw each other unless they were running to their mailbox in order to avoid the penetrating sun.
I lived in Iowa for six years as an adult. People were all about having fun and making connections. Bonfires, BBQ’s, getting together – it was all part of a daily life.
Part of our family in Iowa moved to The City. They lived in a neighborhood where people “got together,” had fun, talked, interacted, etc. They visited each other’s houses. Their children played together.
We moved to a neighborhood in Colorado Springs, hoping we would find fun neighbors to share time with – without having to drive…anywhere.
This has not happened.
We live in a neighborhood. No one interacts. There are children. And only suspicious glances. I don’t understand it.
Fuck them. We hate you too.
I wish we could all just get along, really.
We’re moving to the mountains.