I thought it would be easy. I thought I could do it with barely a thought. But when I sit down and try to list 150 friends – people with whom I have a reciprocal and ongoing relationship – I start struggling at around 134.
It’s a little embarrassing. I’m a normal(ish), outgoing woman in her thirties; if anything, I’m probably more sociable than your average bear, one of those desperately sad keenos that loves to join a committee or a club or even just a Whatsapp group. And yet here I am, scrolling through my phone in a desperate bid to mop up the people I’ve somehow missed.
