Cozy Authenticity: A Lonely Proposition

My husband and I are introverts. We live in the poor and troubled part of town but we love our neighborhood and our City's characters. This is real life. It's never dull. Our college friends long ago dropped us for being incomprehensible and living a downwardly mobile life. Very few people understand what we are about even our own families, especially our own families. We are all about the inner life, making a secure nest and creating every day. Cozy but conscious. I'd call it. Not pamper-your-ass cozy, wide-awake cozy. It's a lonely-at-times, rich life.