Nov 28 2005
Warning: Excessive Gabbiness
Mort called. Yay! But, I think I talked her ear off … again. I’m staking my claim to innocence, though. It’s not my fault … SHE WRITES andandand LIKES BOOKS!
Since I left California I’ve felt very much out of my element. I don’t consider myself anti-social (well okay, sometimes), but I have a very difficult time meshing comfortably with most — not all — of Jon’s friends. I often wonder why. Is it the age differences? I’m at least 7 years older than most of them. Upbringing? Education? Hmmm.
In the last month, thanks to NaNo, I’ve met Mort, Jude, and Sabelyne offline. Our age differences vary, but yet I’ve had no problem talking freely with these three nice, talented ladies. They’re all lively, enthusiastic (yes, girls, I’m talking about you!) and fun to be around. More importantly, I realize I relate to them.
I’m relieved to discover I’m not turning into some crabby, cantankerous, old crone. I simply needed to mix with people who make sense to me. I’m not the only one with voices in my head, you know!
You know what’s incredibly scary? The voices in my head are the most angelic and comforting voices that I’ve ever heard. Sometimes I think I’d rather talk to myself than most anyone else around.
Some people would call me an introvert, but I disagree. I come alive for the right company, I think I’m just a bit stuck up LOL.