This was a few years back. DVDs were a thing but Google wasn’t really yet. People still went to libraries and my hair was a fair amount thicker and my waist thinner. I was in my late 20s. I’d graduated college, inherited full control of my trust fund, and in the grand tradition of the time gotten a place in the suburbs. The place I bought had a swimming pool in the backyard, which was sweet, although kind of a lot of work to keep clean.
I was working as a freelance writer for various periodicals. The work was varied and interesting but best of all it let me work from wherever. In theory, I could go traveling wherever I wanted and still work. In practice I mostly just worked from home.
The problem with not working from a worksite was not having any social life from work. I hit the bars, but I was never really that much for carousing so it didn’t really suit me. The neighborhood I lived in didn’t help. My neighbors were mostly middle aged couples with families.