Introverts in the Wild

I can name your species and spot you anywhere. It’s because I do all the same things you do. My wife and I went to a poetry workshop this weekend where the room was laid out with round tables. Ugh. Hate round tables. When I walked in, several people, chatting away, were seated at one table with a few empty chairs left. At the table next to it was one lone young woman, head down, with pencil, paper, and iPad, furiously working away on her conference schedule. Yes, of course, we sat at the introvert table.

AaronTCaycedoKimura

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