I long for the day when there are so many birds roaming freely in my home that I require a bird feeder indoors. I also long for the day when I'm eating so much bread that the remnants from cutting the bread is enough to feed a flock of birds. It's a gluten-intolerant person's nightmare! A good tip for bread seems to be that the flakier it is, the better. You don't see the 99 cent loaf of cheap white bread getting lots of delicious, crumby flakes, do you?
How come every collector of exotic birds I know is a single person or divorcee? I don't mean to knock bird collecting, but those are just the facts. If you're happier with your birds than with another human being, then that's fine. You found your bliss.