If I had a dollar for every time I heard someone say, “I moved here X years ago and it’s so hard to make friends” I’d be rich. Ok maybe not rich with the way things are these days, but I’d have a lot more dollars. When we were kids, you'd lock eyes with someone on the swings at the park and suddenly you were friends. If kids your age lived on the same street, you quickly became bike buddies. If they had a video game system, instant bestie. Somewhere between then and now, maki