Making friends is more difficult than I remembered

I knew it would be difficult – I am just not the kind of person who makes friends easily. It takes me years of living in a place to get comfortable and find good friends, and I always forget that.

Most people don’t like small talk but the fact is I kind of like to throw conversational bombs out there because I get bored asking people the normal questions. This probably doesn’t help me in the making-friends stakes. Sure, kindred spirits come along every now and then, gracefully take those conversational bombs and lob a few of their own back. But unfortunately I think I mostly just scare people off. Shame.

I shouldn’t whinge too much. I have just met a couple of people I quite like in the last couple of weeks, who are very friendly, plus everyone I work with is awesome – we just don’t hang out outside of work.

I guess I just thought there would be more of a volunteer network than there is – that Matt and I would be invited to more things. It’s hard to tell.