It’s a balmy Wednesday evening I’m sitting outside with the curious case of wanting nothing and something at the same time. A part of me would like to me amongst a group of friends, talking, having a drink. This is the something. The other part of me feels tired by the idea of being in such a situation. This is the nothing. And the in-between part, is me wondering whether I’ve already given this world the best years of my socializing life. Or maybe my socializing moon is in retrograde. Either…