I live in a communal society. Not a commune, but a community. This was evidenced today as I walked behind three lovely young ladies. They were dressed in the conservative fashion of my area: a long coat over stylish clothes and a decorative head scarf. Accessories were just so. And as they walked down the sidewalk, they walked side by side, with arms linked and holding hands. My first thought as I watched them enjoy each others’ company was how much fun these close friends were having at that moment. My second thought was about how strange it is that I don’t think it’s strange to see two women holding hands with fingers interlaced. My third thought was that I’m thankful to live in such a close-knit society. Then I remembered that time I hid in the back of my apartment from my neighbor because I needed some alone time. Community does have its drawbacks for the introvert.