“Solitude matters, and for some people, it’s the air they breathe.” ~ Susan Cain
Walking or driving the urban scene in the city I live in is mostly a journey into the weird, the sometimes gruesome, the slightly insane and mostly bizarre. Why would it be anything but that?
Different strokes for different folks can mean pajama’s donned for grocery shopping, looking as if they just rolled out of bed…which, of course, they just did. Distracted drivers with their radiation device in their hands, attached to the ear, in their crotch – all in a lather over possibly missing the boredom of other people’s lives. The absent-minded, talking to…and answering themselves. The in-a-hurry, in-a-worry shopper who just came down from the heavens and in their self-assured moment have determined that what they do is far more important than anything anyone else has to do and pushes their way to the front of the line to purchase three banana’s and a bag of frozen peas. And we haven’t even mentioned what some must believe to be a pleasurable moment for any and all those going out for dinner, as they let any within earshot, and all within eye-shot the opportunity to lose their appetite, hearing and seeing the machinations of their mouth as they eat.
The circus of humanity continues on, as it has for however thousands, millions or billions of years humans have been irritating other humans.
But the introvert – the person who is not comfortable attempting to understand those who are comfortable in their own skin being who they are as loudly as they can, without much of a care that the world hears their phone conversations or even their delirious chants with a megaphone calling for the ouster of a president of a sovereign nation because Washington wants it to be so – the introvert cannot abide.
US ambassador calls for Maduro ouster with megaphone diplomacy – via Yahoo.com
United Nations (United States) (AFP) – The US ambassador to the United Nations, Nikki Haley, on Thursday joined Venezuelan protesters outside the world body headquarters and called for the ouster of President Nicolas Maduro.
Haley’s embrace of demonstrators was highly unusual for a diplomat from a major power at the staid United Nations and came a day after President Donald Trump hinted at military options against Maduro’s leftist government.
Yes…this is what the world needs from the US Ambassador to the United Nations…more inciting…more wars.
No introvert would be caught within 50 miles of this nutjobs’ shrill offerings, via a megaphone no less. They’d much prefer even the battiness rumbling through their own minds, than the insane mutterings of the deranged.
“People inspire you, or they drain you – pick them wisely” ~ Hans F. Hansen
The introvert gets fuel, probably both mental and physical fuel, from drawing away from the maddening crowd.
Sometimes thought of as odd, aloof, disengaged or just one of your strange siblings or relatives, the introvert is at least somewhat satisfied with their own peculiar strangeness, and doesn’t feel much of a need to go out and seek it in others.
They aren’t jazzed with a crowded nightclub, preferring to listen to their favorite pieces of whatever music they love in the blessed quietness of their own home. They aren’t energized by sharing the “experience” of watching a movie with a hundred or so disinterested viewers, only being out in order to be doing “something”. The scent of the library is much more preferable than the sometimes offending odor from the unkept foot or other body part within inches of their noses at the local yoga gathering, or even worse, the sweat factory at the local gym.
If you see them alone with their hand held radiation devices in their hands, they’re probably reading a book. Spotting one of them alone at the symphony or skating on the frozen pond, far away from any and all others – a true and devoted introvert – please leave them be. And if you see what appears to be a lonely soul sitting alone on a fine Autumn afternoon, with a real book in their hands…it’s probably a safe bet that this soul is experiencing some type of nirvana.
The introvert is not a freak, usually. Just a soul who understands so well what Marilyn Monroe once said: “I restore myself when I’m alone”.
And in this modern day era of nuttiness that we all face, much restoration is needed.
Tonight’s musical offering:
A Charlie Brown Christmas -Vince Guaraldi Trio – “Skating”
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