It’s not easy being an extrovert (or green). Despite my loquacious nature, I have a secret wish to be an introvert. I’ve always marveled at how they can step back and observe the world quietly without feeling an urge fill lulls in conversation or interrupt a peaceful silence by vocalizing their thoughts. Me? Well, I observe, but I have a hard time sitting in stillness. I get itchy, overly aware and awkward. It’s a vicious cycle. The more I notice the silence, the more awkward I feel, the more I want to talk to fill the gap, the less I think about what I want to say, the quicker it flies out of my mouth and I end up feeling awkward anyway. Hell, I even feel awkward re-reading that. [Read more...]