Are we destined to be lonely as modern workers?

Can I falsify this?

After we left school, we all realized that forming new deep connections in San Francisco is hard. It’s not that people aren’t friendly; it’s just the nature of modern society's setup for workers.

Most of our time each day is spent with colleagues, leaving little room to socialize with friends. But it’s difficult to ask colleagues for help during your biggest life crises.

Even when I do reach out, coordinating schedules and transportation becomes an extra burden. I often appear composed and ready, leaving little space for deep understanding and connection.

Even when I had close friends, when I’m in big troubles, I need to

1. Call my friend

2. They pick up the call and they are available

3. I dressed up and went to their house to express my emotions (Or they do it for me)

It's a lot of effort, especially when I'm feeling down. After calling a few people, I often lose the energy to keep seeking help. Does this mean we're destined to be lonely until we find a partner? Does growing up mean handling everything alone?

I decided to take a bold step. I dream of building a modern family—a true co-living community, not just co-existing with others.

So, we took a risk and rented a larger house to create this vision, hoping to build genuine connections and a supportive community.

We carefully crafted our marketing videos and wrote our introduction with deep intention because we’re not just looking for someone to fill a space—we’re searching for like-minded souls.

Very happy that our marketing strategies work, we find people who talk about empathetic and patience, not tech tech tech

We want to attract compassionate, loving individuals who genuinely care about others. Finding the right roommate is a stressful process; my life is currently a whirlwind of furnishing, interviews, moving anxiety, and the looming possibility of financial strain if the house remains empty for the first few months. But compromising on quality is not an option.

I’m incredibly selective and serious about our criteria. It would be easier to choose someone from our existing network, but I’m envisioning more, a home that feels warm and inviting after a long day at work—a place where the kitchen is alive with people sharing dinner and talking about their day, where late-night conversations happen naturally. As a modern worker with limited time, I need to craft out a space that fosters genuine and organic connections.

I don’t know where this journey will take me. It could end in complete disaster. But I’m not here just to live; ’m here to love deeply, to grow, and to weave my life together with the beauty of other beings.