Standing by the letterboxes, I was sorting through bills when my neighbour, Linda, cornered me in the hallway, her phone thrust before my eyes. She was brimming with excitement about her son’s new house in Cornwall and her granddaughter’s graduation, while I stood there, clutching envelopes and feeling the weight of my own loneliness. That moment, I realised how much I missed having someone to share my own joys and sorrows with.