08/25/2021
Me!!
Would you like to know who is in my house?
Me. The end.
When I was like "what is this feeling I am having?" my brain answered back "it is silence, your favorite lost thing."
Nobody has not been here since March 2020. Not one word of a lie. In addition to my permanent 24/7 spawn residents, I've had bonus kids here virtually nonstop as well. People were gone but never at once. They were all just here here here here here, eating eating eating eating eating, talking talking talking talking talking, wrestling wrestling wrestling wrestling wrestling, faking virtual school, watching TikTok, banging around, cursing in front of me, running up and down the stairs, looking in a full refrigerator and declaring it empty.
And now they are all at school and work for the first time in so very long, and I am sitting here trying to remember how to think my thoughts. I actually wandered from room to room just now confused about what to do. There is no TV on, no music blaring, no voices hollering, no feet pounding, no doors slamming.
As a card-carrying High Functioning Introvert, I feel like I am emerging from an underground cave, blinking in shock at the sun. For 17 months, I've had to retool all my rhythms because there was no silence anymore. For introverts, silence is the refueling station, so I literally don't know how any of us have functioned. How did I write a cookbook??
I think I might just sit in my backyard and look at my grass.
Introverts, how are you? Are you thinking your thoughts? And seriously, are the extroverts devastated that your houses emptied out??
