I usually don’t like rainy days. They’re dreary and bleak. I have to juggle an umbrella or a hood in addition to the already oversized bag I’m toting because if a drop of rain gets on my hair, it frizzes like a Pomeranian show dog. 592 more words
Tags » Introvert
Sometimes this is so accurate. I enjoy talking to people and being friendly with people, but sometimes there is so much anticipation behind it that when something turns out to be less social than I thought, I feel relief from the pressure I put on myself.
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I want this blog post to be an open letter for those people I’ve traveled with and for my future travel buddies.
Please excuse me if I’m not always involved in organizing or planning an excursion or a hike or an out-of-town trip. 976 more words
So, I need to put myself out there. When I’m alone I want someone to text, talk on the phone with, and hang out. But when I’m out in public I don’t have the same yearning for people. 185 more words