It’s not you
Everyone talks about people watching, I don’t get the appeal. Yea sure I do find humour in the seemingly misplaced characteristics that unfamiliar people carelessly wear, but it’s not enough for me to look for it. I’m okay with stumbling across it every now and then.
When I am in a public place without anyone that I know, I tend to gravitate toward solitude. Not to say that I’m shy. It’s not even a conscience thing. There is just a natural introvert rooted within my spirit.
There is more appeal in scenery than someone that I don’t and probably won’t ever know. I’m reclusive.
Posted on Friday March 20th