I’m not an introvert. I do enjoy socialising. I like going places, and meeting people. I like exploring new places, making new friends. I like to talking to others, even at meetings and parties.
I battle my mind to go, and it’s usually worth it. I get in the zone, forget my mind for a while, and all the thoughts and worries in it, and just enjoy the moments and usually have a good time.
But it will drain me. I get tired. I run out of energy, after a while. It gets too much, too intense, when I’ve had enough. I start to flag, get quieter, struggle with words and emotions. That’s time to go home, or back to the hotel, or take a break from meetings.
I need to have some quiet time, to recover. Even if its just five minutes in the bathroom. Or half an hour in the hotel. Or retreating to my room, when I can’t do anymore. I just need space, and time to recharge. Then I will be right back to it.
And I savour those quiet times. They are precious moments to myself, to check in, with my mind. It’s a small pause, a rest from the busy events of the day, an ocean of serenity. And afterwards, I can return to what I was doing refreshed and reenergised.
Let me have some quiet time. Its the only thing I ask. Be patient with me. I will return. Just don’t get annoyed if I disappear for a while.
