Surrounded by noise, vibrant and discordant, Laughter raucous, boisterous and jarring.
A wish for peace. Surrounded by people, enveloped and alone. Conversation flowing, embracing and isolating. A yearning for solitude. Surrounded by warmth, luxurious and suffocating. Concern evident, welcomed and refused. A need for independence. I am both gregarious and solitary. As happy in company as I am in my own company. This often feels like a contradiction, but my need to be alone does not dampen my enjoyment of time spent with others.
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