the 2-inch piece of window available to me through the window of the waiting room (yes, a window through a window...about as bad a view as you can get) tells me it's raining again. i could complain about how it's rained / poured / stormed hard enough to make the power go out 10 of the last 15 days, but as long as it's under 87 degrees, i'll do my best not to whine. the absence of air conditioning really puts weather in perspective. yeah.
also, i have furniture. somehow i finally have an adequately furnished living room. come over.
i don't have a lot more to say except that, as a true introvert i often feel misunderstood. i feel that more extroverted individuals find it sad or pathetic that, if presented with the opportunity, i will gladly spend an evening by myself reading a book, watching a movie, or writing a letter.
introvert: one who is energized by solitude
extrovert: one who is energized by community
of course every definition in this world has nuances, these intro/extro definitions being no exception. it's possible to be a quiet extrovert. it's possible to be a social introvert. extroverts can enjoy solitude and introverts can enjoy parties. but it's hard to hold two seemingly opposite concepts in balance with each other, isn't it?
most people assume that since i can be loud, assertive, and spastic, i'm an extrovert. not so. i like being by myself. i treasure it, even. but i do feel like when i tell people this, they secretly think, "what a loser." ultimately, it doesn't matter what they think - and it's hard to understand another human being, so they're allowed to be confused. but i think it's one of my desires to understand and be understood the best i can. ergo, when i feel misunderstood, it's hard for me.
that's enough of that.
otherwise, i'm trying to:
- eat less
- drink more (H20, you crazy people)
- laugh more loudly
- be patient more graciously
- love better.
how about you?
how do i master the perfect day:
six glasses of water / seven phone calls
if you leave it alone, it might just happen anyway
it's not up to you . . . no, it never really was.
[bjork]
2 comments:
Oh I'm so going to enjoy you're blogging. introverts unite! is it weird that i could sit inside my walk in closet with a book and be totally content? no! it's actually quite wonderful.
i was here:
- make jewelry faster and better
- love people more genuinely
- wear dresses more often
- drink less (booze, you crazy person)
- live more real life instead of sitting in front of this glowing screen
i'm keeping something in my heart just for you.
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