A while back I brushed up on my social psychology and my personality types, learning along the way that extroverts gain energy from social situations while extroverts expel energy in the same situation. This comes to mind as I spent most of Sunday afternoon glued to the couch, deep in Dominque Browning's memoir Slow Love. It tells the unraveling of her job as editor-in-chief of Condé Nast's House & Garden, which has obviously folded by now (2007, to be exact). She mentions the bit about expelling and gaining energy from parties within the pages. I would say I'm an expeler. For sure.
Social situations, I'm learning, are what makes the world go round. How we respect and treat one another is of grave importance. I'd much rather not connect with people and just observe, but I'm sure everyone feels that way at times. Sometimes getting lost within the crowd is one of the best ways to also disappear. I'm learning a great deal about life lately, or so I tell myself. Who I want in it; who I don't; what I engage with; what I don't. I'm learning to engage more; to be more assertive; to be myself; to be free. A little bit wiser than the day before, and a little bit further down the road of the life.