Hmmmmmmmmmm.
I think to myself as I sip my chamomile tea. Electric Light Orchestra exudes its funky music into my non-rectangular room. The half filled and recently uninhabited fish tank bubbles beneath the funk.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Before me, my laptop displays my email. Wattpad. A name I have not heard in a long time.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
It has been so long. So very long indeed. 28 awkward introvert stories scroll silently. in the contents tab.
Untitled Part 29 is at the bottom. I click it.
A vast white expanse blazes before me. An empty page. The introvert inside me SCREAMS, "I have let them down! I have forgotten to share these stories!"
Yet, Hmmmmmm, what am I to write? So much has happened between then and now.
Will the graduation from college have graduated me from the awkwardness of introversion (I think not!).
Will a tumor and ill fortune make me a so introverted I'll have eliminated all possibilities of feeling??? I think not!!
Will marriage to the one and only Skittles have presented me with billions of stories? Of course!
Black keys tippy tap. I must go on, however, I crave to make a new book. The hankering grips me yet again to ramble endlessly and never actually finish a book. Skittles walks in.
"What are you doing?"
"Being melodramatic." I hunch my shoulders slightly.
"I mean on the computer you dork."
"....Being melodramatic."
He moves to see my screen and I lower the laptop slightly.
"I'm writing....don't make it anymore awkward." I offer in order to preserve some sense of privacy.
"Isn't that the point?" He quirks his eyebrow and grabs his jacket and walks out.
Awkwardness is never the point Skittles.
YOU ARE READING
Awkward Introvert Stories
HumorMy cringe inducing, hilarious, and sad stories, mostly as a result of being an Introvert. And a few psychotic ones because I'm an INTJ. ;p (Myers Briggs / Carl Jung typology (personality classification))
