So it turns out I’m not an extrovert. All my life I’ve thought that people tend to give me energy, not sap it. But today, after a short test and a little discussion, I’ve learned that I have exactly 1% more extroversion in me than I do introversion.

Suddenly certain things make sense. Like why I would sometimes choose to write rather than have a conversation. Why I am drawn to words and the many ways they can be used. Why I feel a constant pull between people and what is going on in my mind.

Sometimes I choose the people, sometimes I choose what is going on in my mind. But I’m surprised.

I thought I was a purebred extrovert.
I’m not.

I’m an extrinvert.
Or an intrexvert.

Or whatever.

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