A Reading, Writing Life
February 8, 2025 at 12:35 PM
*Extreme Introvert and a Homebody (8-02-2025)*
Today, I was taken aback by the realization that I don't have any particular desire to go to the literary festival going on these days. Why go through all the hassle (people, noise, rush, traffic, pollution) when you can sit in the February sun, read Carl Jung's Memories, Dreams, Reflections, and enjoy your second cup of tea in peace?
This sudden revelation made me realize that I need so little from the outside world, and I had, unfortunately, forced upon myself a lot of excesses that were never my need, and I had mistaken many non-essentials as my absolute essentials.
I barely need to go out to meet people, visit malls, or shop for things other than the very basics. I don't eat out because most things are non-vegetarian, so there is rarely an expense on restaurants or takeouts - I relish the simple, fresh, mostly nutritious home food. The clothes and shoes I buy mostly last for years, and make-up is only needed sometimes, so it lasts for me until it expires. All this means that I don't need as much money as I had initially estimated to live my preferred life.
I have almost zero desire to talk to people on phone or text, except for my closest ones, who have never been more than five at a time. Most calls and unnnecesary communications just drain my energy, and I need to avoid them for my own good.
My very basic, very insinctive needs are rest, spending time caring for my child, reading, art, and learning something that is meaningful for me at that point in time.
What I now know is that the oustide world, being an excess, stole my joy, even my positive energy, and most of all, it took away from me the life that brings out the best in me: a life with less people, easy routines, little rush, surrounded by loved ones, a lot of reading, art, and learning.
I finally realize I am an extreme introvert (not an ambivert or any hybrid of that kind at all). I am an extreme introvert and a homebody - and I must own it before it's too late.
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