What to do if you have no friends?

moved into a tiny village and guess what? I have no friends (that makes sense, doesn't it?). it's like being stuck in an episode of some old sad TV show where the main character shuffles around with nothing to do. seriously! you think moving would make life more exciting, but all these promises of 'fresh starts' feel totally fake now. imagine walking through narrow streets that either look deserted or filled with folks who've known each other since birth, judging every step you take; feels like i'm walking through a movie set every single time, only here i’m the extra nobody cares about.

the boredom's brutal. watch paint dry kind of epic levels of bored; dying for social interaction that doesn't involve inner monologues or imaginary conversations with thought bubbles: 'what brings me here again?' everything i've read about moving it’s always this societal promise that if you transplant yourself somewhere new, suddenly life's problems magic themselves away. damn lies! met two people at the grocery store and they barely nodded back when I asked for cheese recommendations! 'breaking the ice,' they said. more like skimming along without causing any waves scared of potential cracks appearing anywhere in sight. tried quoting lines from my favorite shows (you know bingewatching while avoiding house chores), didn't even warrant a chuckle... Next time i'll try books.

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