what do 'normal' people do when they're lonely?

What the heck to 'normal' people do when they're lonely?

I went to church, I volunteered at an info table at PrideFest, and I watched the Pride March at around 28th Street, I came home, I had dinner delivered, watched HIMYM while eating dinner, and now I am contemplating whether I should go out for a stroll.

I did a lot of things today.
And in the midst of it all, I was alone. I was so, completely, alone.
If it weren't for Nicole and Pooja at the booth I would not have spoken to anyone at all today.
(Pooja who by the way I was very fortunate to meet, bc she did an MA in human rights before law school and worked at the UN before coming to LAS. She said that she felt the need to do grassroots work because the results of her own work are more visible there, compared to policy work where you never get to see the impact/results of your work. Food for thought. Hmm.)
Some days are like that. I say good morning to the receptionist as I sign in for work. By the time I sign out, no one's at reception, so I walk out and come home, have dinner, watch tv, and sleep. And it's the same the next day.

Actually, Lina, my friend from a gazillion years ago called me a couple of hours ago and I didn't realize it bc my phone was on vibration mode and it was in my bag... If I was a normal person, I would have called her back, right?