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Some time with myself

I think introversion comes with age, really. I'm a very good example. Ever since I stopped interning, I've just been keeping a lot to myself. If you compare a 4-months ago me and the present me, I was probably more extroverted back then. I don't know if social networking sites are accurate means to gauge one's extroversion, you could check me out on Facebook and with the timeline feature (a great way to stalk, may I add), you could see the number of things I was sharing or how people connected with me, 2 years ago as compared to now. There were more random stuffs I was happy to entertain and crazy, crazy wallposts (now that I'm reading them I cannot stop laughing!). I suppose Facebook does show how much and how well you are connected to a certain extent. Of course I do not dismiss the other factors that contribute to one's extroversion and I do agree with the superficiality of certain interactions via social media.

Dang, I need to get out of this. Don't get me wrong, not that I am disliking the fact that I'm keeping a lot to myself. It's probably my down time and I needed it after graduation and internship. I've been residing a lot in my head as well and have been doing some reflections. Nonetheless, there's this fear that once I am too comfortable in this state, I'd be so out of touch, I stop trying and then I stagnate. My source of energy is people and socializing, and I need to do that pronto after Eid. I need to get out of the bed, away from laptop and books, and get some sunshine. Time to stop bumming and unleash the social animal in me.

Or, I could slowly accept the fact that introversion does come with age. Now that it's finally sinking in that I am going to be a working adult, introversion is required at times. Sometimes it's nice to take a slow stroll from a nearby mall back home just to have 'me' time, sometimes it's fun to do grocery shopping by oneself, sometimes the thought of spending time with a good book on the bed all day long is so alluring, sometimes it's nice to be pondering about life and formulate new thoughts and develop a good bit of wisdom, and sometimes all you want is to talk to just one person at the end of the day.
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