It’s Friday! On Fridays we talk
about what it looks like to write our story – one little piece at a time. This
week’s prompt is a little bit different from some of the others we’ve done.
When
you capture your story for the generations that come behind, you offer your own
perspective on the life you’ve lived. You share what you see in ways that
others cannot. And today’s question is part of that.
Are
you an introvert or an extrovert?
This
one might surprise the people who read about you, and that’s why it’s such a
great question to explore.
I’m
an introvert. Sometimes people don’t guess that about me, because I share so
much of my life in this space and from platforms. (And from behind a radio
microphone before that.) I spend great amounts of time talking with people in
groups and at events. And in truth, I love all those moments. I love meeting people.
I love talking to them and with them. I find great purpose and fulfillment in
life in those moments!
But
when those moments end, I need to be at home by myself. (And by myself, I mean
with Ryan, Braeya, and Lexi.) I need evenings…and full days…with no one around
so I can recharge and be creative and brainstorm. I need large sections of time
with no plans at all – people notwithstanding – so I can refill my tank and give
again.
I
love quietness. I love nothingness. I love creativity that can only happen in
solitude.
And
while I love talking TO a big group of people, trying to find my place IN a big
group of people creates so much anxiety in my heart. Ryan has noted before that
if I’m going to be in a crowd, I need a job. If I have a job and a purpose, I’m
fine. That’s one reason I love it when people task me with taking pictures at
an event. I can hide behind my camera and have a purpose – and that makes the
social situation more palatable. I don’t feel lost in between conversations.
So
that’s my introverted story. What’s yours? Are you an extrovert or introvert?
And would that surprise the people reading about you?
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