Compared to those congested metropolitan areas, I might as well be on another planet, living as I do in the countryside some distance from a small, remote town.
Compounding my sense of isolation is the fact that my eldest daughter is still in Europe on vacation, my son is still camping with his friend's family and middle daughter is working late tonight so she'll sleep at my former wife's house. I'm home alone with my little dog who is sweet but not much of a conversationalist.
What I miss the most is the pleasure of being with special friend(s) who make everything that much more fun, whether walking around historic sites, eating out and in particular, ogling and commenting on the hot gay guys who were much in evidence everywhere. For the past many years, I have been by myself for nearly all of my adventures and I'm tired of it.
What also struck me was the wealth of LGBTQ opportunities available in the big cities such as gay community centres, gay bars, book and social clubs, shops, entertainment (drag queens! bear night! woof!) and gay recreation and sports leagues of every description. Little / none of those exist here.
By contrast, there is a severe lack of LGBTQ services or social outlets of any kind in my little town. The local gay guys all say: "This is a difficult town to be gay in" and young gaylings generally escape to the big city immediately upon graduation. I don't see this situation changing any time soon, if ever.
I know that this is a sucky kind of a post, but that's my mood at the moment.