Company...?

I've learnt to keep myself company. My inherent Disposition, or whatever you may call it, wants me to talk to people all the time. It is a strange need, a bizarre urge I need to satisfy. I love communicating with people, exploring their thought processes, sharing their emotions and letting them into my mind-scape. Even when I was back in Cal, I would pick up the phone and talk to people, if I was left alone for over an hour or so. But that needs to change. And it is changing. When you are so far away from all the people you love, and those who love you back with a great degree of Unconditionality, you must learn to be your own best company, and keep yourself happy...with a "little help from my friends," of course....Music, Books, Poetry, You tube, Facebook(I was never so active on Facebook in my life, but now it lets me keep in touch with my friends, there I go with my need to communicate with people again), and of course Movies. What I do miss is Theatre...both watching it as an awed spectator and performing in plays, and the endless hours of imperfect-nearing perfect rehearsals. And Dance rehearsals. I also miss conversations, often passionate, never in complete concordance, with my friends on Literature...I also miss the "DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN..." Conversations with my friends of yore, with whom I have a veritable collection of treasured memories.I also, ok, this will sound VERY weird, miss conjugating French verbs, and never quite getting them right on the first go. And then I miss the pressure of conjugating Italian verbs, which I always muddled up with French, and thus exasperated my Teacher...and I miss lovers of Romantic Literature, who would hyper-ventilate about Keats with moi