From Michael Dinich …
During the years I attended college, and shortly afterwards when I was about 21-22 years old, I was flat out broke. I was living in the middle of a big city all by myself, and paying my bills on a server’s salary. I had zero savings, and was living paycheck to paycheck just to get by.
Surprisingly enough, my biggest problem was not that I had practically no money or objects to my name, but that I had virtually no friends. Meeting people in a big city is hard, especially if you don’t have the money to hang out in bars, museums, or wherever else you go to meet people.
I had three main sources of entertainment when I lived in the city: people watching, going to the library, and feeding the ducks. I was basically an 80 year old man trapped in a 22 year old girl’s body.