I was at a family event earlier today, and while I’m grateful for these moments, they also remind me of my introverted nature. I’m not too fond of the small talk that inevitably starts with people I haven’t seen in a while. I struggle with any conversation at events with many people because my thoughts get lost in the multitude of conversations going on all around me at once. Then the loud music starts to play, and I begin finding the nearest exit. I don’t mean to sound like a grump, but I’m just a bird of a different feather.
I love quiet conversations or no conversations at all. It’s nice to spend time with people in small groups in a more tranquil setting. I’ve often said that my favorite sound is silence, and I’m very particular about what breaks that silence, like the silence of the great outdoors being broken by leaves rustling in the wind.