Booking Through Thursday: Introverts and Extroverts
This week, Booking Through Thursday asks:
Do you consider yourself an extrovert or an introvert?
Part of me wants to ask in return: how is this bookish question?
I will be interested in seeing how the replies align, mapping out book lovers and their social dynamics. (It has, I promise, been over a decade since I took an anthropology class.)
As for my own answer…
Most people take introvert and extrovert to mean something like… introverts are loners and shy people who don’t like crowds; while extroverts are the life of the party. A few close friends and that’s enough for you? Introvert. Meeting and greeting and seeking new people? Extrovert.
One of my favorite explanations of the distinction between introverts and extroverts is that it describes what situations leave you feeling the most energized. Introverts are the people who recharge their batteries by taking alone time, doing tasks and hobbies on their own, processing the day solo. Or retreat to think through something. Looking for peace and quiet. Feeling drained by big crowds.
Extroverts seek out people’s company- parties, crowds, bars, new people, leave extroverts feeling pleased, even jazzed by the energy. Being alone and solitary isn’t as happy, productive, or creative a prospect. Being around people nourishes them.
Where do I fall on that spectrum? It’s a mix. I live alone. Sometimes, that’s peaceful and lovely and great. I enjoy playing music when and how I want to, deciding that I want to eat cereal for dinner, and watching the junkiest crime dramas now and again. Especially after doing something that’s very learning intensive or people intensive.
But for me, a little alone time goes a long way, and being solo can get to be too much. Having someone else around means my sleeping patterns are sometimes more regular. It’s easier and more fun to cook if I’ve got someone else around. And of course, there’s that undefinable “stuck in my own head” feeling that comes from too much time churning over a problem or a source of stress in my mind. Someone else’s perspective, even if it’s just a chat over dinner, or even online, is absolutely essential to keep me on an even keel.
And as nice as it is to curl up with a good book, it’s even nicer to have company on the couch with me, or in the comfy chair nearby.
I guess that makes me some of both.