I've got the best neighbours. One is an old bloke in his 70s who has a dark sense of humour, loves pizza and science fiction, the other is a lady in her 90s who will give you a hug and biscuits for helping her unjam her gate when it gets stuck.
I'll be sad when they move on. Very sad. (Here's hoping I outlive them both)
Good neighbours are the the one of the most important things, along with a safe neighbourhood when looking for a place to lay down roots. Apartment living (aka me) is tricky in that aspect. I know who the people on my floor are, but the rest of the building, it's more like hi/bye passerbys. Or maybe I am just the unfriendly type....
You're the wolf among the sheep, aren't you? :P
I feel as though, among strangers, it takes an ordeal to bring them together. Otherwise, they'll just be strangers.
For the most part, people are ok; but I feel as though I should cherish and nurture the relationships I already have, as opposed to going up to random people in the [insert place name] and trying to make new friends.