And it becomes especially evident in summer. These strange people gather in groups for barbecues, garden parties, weddings, etc. And they do it not because anybody makes them but because they actually choose to. Because they think it’s fun. To me, it is completely incomprehensible why anybody would choose to spend time this way.
As an autistic, I resign myself to several such events during each summer. But I have never comprehended people who don’t dread them but welcome them instead.