Not so far away

I've been sort of going on a crochet kick lately.  I'm working on three afghans at once - one for a friend as a gift, the other two for fun.  (shh! My friend doesn't know.)  I'm excited to develop the hobby that has been dormant for a time, though part of my life for a good many years.  Right now I'm sort of crocheting, but mostly listening to music and thinking.  I'm in the sort of mood where I would love to go to a party... well, if the party came to me, you know.  I want to dance crazily with friends and listen to pounding music and not think about anything else.  But... I'm not much of a party person, really... I need people in my life to force me to do fun, social things.  I think that is one of the suckiest parts of moving to Dallas.  I don't really know anyone yet.  I'm beginning to make friends, at church and at work, but when I'm not at those places, I am basically on my own for fun.  It's ironic that I feel lonely a lot when I have 658 "friends" on my social networking site.  The problem I guess is that although most of them have been my friends in real life at one time or another, not many of them live near where I live in real life right now.  I'm not a social butterfly who knows how to put herself out there to find new people to have a good time with, and I guess I'm feeling the effects of that.  I re-state something I mused about some time ago, "I wish everywhere were in the same place; then, when you leave, you're not so far away"... or perhaps, "then, when I leave, I'm not so far away."