I re-took the personality test the other day, when a bunch of my friends were out checking themselves out. I thought it was interesting that in the past ten years, I went from being an intuitive to a sensing personality. Then again it could have been that I was particularly stressed about my jobs that day.
Yes, I am an introvert. Me. The girl who can find someone I know in any town (Wichita, New Orleans, Kodiak, Newton) and name quite a few people in my hometown(s). Now the problem is that I'm spiraling into my need to be alone, and I don't know how to explain to my friends that I will be in my own world for a couple of weeks. I haven't created anyuthing in weeks. I do my best drawings at Subway after 9p.m., even if the inspirations might have a little to do with my friends' children.
My ex-boyfriend used to complain that I knew everybody in the world. Well, yeah. My world. He never let me know any of his old world...except for his immediate family.
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