It was a sleepy Sunday afternoon and I was sitting with my friend in a cafe located in remotest part of the city. You are not like everyone else. You are different, my friend said narrowing his eyes. I am just a normal person, I retaliated back with an irritated tone and inner voice rumbling Oh man! this again. This was not new to me. Any introvert can identify with this conversation.
The curse of being an introvert or is it?
The curse of being an introvert or is it?
The curse of being an introvert or is it?
It was a sleepy Sunday afternoon and I was sitting with my friend in a cafe located in remotest part of the city. You are not like everyone else. You are different, my friend said narrowing his eyes. I am just a normal person, I retaliated back with an irritated tone and inner voice rumbling Oh man! this again. This was not new to me. Any introvert can identify with this conversation.