I spent today in silence.
Not completely, really, as I did talk a couple of times to my cats…but that was it.
No human contact.
And it was Ok. Better than Ok, it was good.
There are times when as an introvert, I feel as though I need complete solitude, just to recharge. Maybe it was an overwhelming week, or I wasn’t feeling well, or…maybe it was just one of those times when everything had built up so far, that I needed to crash & recuperate.
Yes, to all of those.
I volunteered a couple of days ago to take part in a company thing, helping with our booth at the yearly “Showcase of Businesses”, where many local businesses have what amounts to a giant PR party, always with a theme, and always busy.
I was only there for an hour & a half, but it felt like 3, between the forced (on my part) gaiety, & the pressing crowds, it blew my emotions out fairly quickly, & left me feeling like a wrung-out rag. I don’t do crowds very well, especially after a full day at work, when I’m already tired. My emotional reserves were not just spent, they were bottomed out & scraped raw.
So, I slept in today.
Spent the day in my jammies.
Read books, and just vegged out in my chair.
Am I recharged?
But better than that I was.
Solitude can be very healing.