Quiet is the best atmosphere my mind enjoys. Quiet, though never silent. Time when thoughts coalesce and form from the fragments scattered in the mists. Thinking is a wonderful hobby. Contemplating and pondering.
Had someone recently tell me that I was odd for enjoying thoughtful times of quiet. It is they who are odd, for expecting their opinion to change who I am. It has taken a long time for me to accept who I am, and even to like who I am. So there!
A nugget of wisdom I wish to pass along, if I might:
“There is no failure except the failure to try.”
Accept who you are, or accept who others want you to be. Your choice, your life. Take a stroll and mull it over.
I am Paul, and I am an introvert!