[boring]

[boring]

You’re boring!

A friend of mine keeps telling me that.

Most of the time, I am able to wave that away and not pay attention.

Sometimes it comes at a wrong moment…

A moment when I am vulnerable and upset…

And I wonder…

Maybe I am.

Maybe I am boring.

But that’s who I am.

I am an introvert. I can spend time with other people, but I need to withdraw every once in a while.

It hurts when those people who you thought would know you best act as if they don’t know you.

It stinks to have to explain myself and why I want to be alone and not in a group of people.

It bothers me that… that I might actually be boring.

And when I talk about my life, a lot of people actually can find the routine mind-numbing.

Wake up, go to work, work from 9 to 5, come home, have tea, blog, sleep.

There are deviations and events and meetings with friends and study groups, and Church… yet most of my days are described above.

It’s sometimes exhausting to have a friend who loves variety and activities.

Physically and morally exhausting.

I love her like a sister. But sometimes, there’s too much action.

And during this season of November and December, when the amount of sunshine drops dramatically, I find myself exhausted even easier.

Coffee, coffee, coffee… and some tea in between.

I need to go to sleep.

I need rest.

  • Mary

    Zee, you are NOT boring!

    • Heh, obviously depends on whom you ask 🙂

      But thanks, Mary 🙂

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