I used to live in Montana, on the outskirts of a small town. There were few enough people around that it was trivially easy to take 10 minutes getting even furt

I used to live in Montana, on the outskirts of a small town. There were few enough people around that it was trivially easy to take 10 minutes getting even further out of town and find yourself at a trailhead that hadn't been used in months. My point is that if you did wind up seeing someone else, it made you happy in a way that just doesn't happen when you live in a more densely-populated area. And this coming from someone who is in general a rather reclusive introvert. But it was a good feeling to live at such a density that seeing other folks was essentially always a positive.