I was thinking about something related to this recently.
Often I consider living somewhere more isolated and quiet. A cabin in the middle of nowhere like in Breaking Bad (last few episodes I think it was), a quiet house or apartment, maybe a pet or two, etc etc.
And at first it makes me feel kinda nice.
But then when I think back to how much more social my life used to be when I was younger, I feel sad imagining such a life.
I think I really do need a fairly good social life to be happy. I don't think it matters WHERE I live or exactly who those friends are as long as we get along well. I do miss my old friends from when I was younger but sometimes people do just drift away.