This is an interesting read from Sarah Wilson. I sometimes totally don't get why I am the
way I am. Why sometimes I can't bear to be around fun people, why at
other times I love being around them. (I'm content with my dislike of obnoxious, attention-seeking types). Why I so desperately need to be
alone sometimes, as much as the times I need the right company. Or why
I've always been so utterly shit at small talk.
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