Not in a depressive way. I’m alone in my secrets, my passions, my thoughts. I have yet to meet anyone who wants or can keep up with me. Am I ultimately alone in my quest for human exploration? I know that I’m not, but there seems to be nobody here, or there, or anywhere.
I’m INTP, or INFP, but my Extroversion and introversion were within 1.89% of each other. So I’m a weird crazy balance of both E and I and Thinking and Feeling. I’m more Introverted in the sense that I don’t trust very many, and tend to keep most of my private thoughts private. And it’s hilarious that people tend to view me as an open book upon first meeting me, but soon learn that I am far from that silly notion. I put up a good front that very few take the time to analyze and decipher. Why should I trust anybody other than myself and my knowledge without proof of their knowledge and credibility? I also realize that I am very extroverted at times. I can easily mingle in crowds, parties, and social situations. I’m a decent actor on that part, but at the same time, I feel as if nobody cares how friendly I am if I keep my secrets. I yearn to be alone where my many facets can keep me company, rather than judging people with their superior attitudes and baseless assumptions. Is it wrong to feel so conflicted?
I have very much to say about the coffee shop that is Caribou Coffee. When I walked in I was promptly greeted, and I sat down to use my computer. The shop plays ambient popular music that has a good social atmosphere. I quickly met a young man named Tidus who was finishing up the chalk art on the community chalk board. He asked the question “Where were you this month ten years ago?” I was actually ten years old, at my best friends house playing kingdom hearts all the time, and going to school in Kingsland, Georgia. It was a good flashback to my early childhood. The manager was extremely welcoming, and introduced himself when Tidus was talking to him. I told him that I was a photographer, and he asked me to write an article on my Tumblr. I said that it would be awesome, and so here I am writing. As the morning grew on, Tidus and I shared our backgrounds, and I felt like this was a really cool place to meet new people. We discussed music, all while drinking coffee. It was a truly great experience, that I hope many people will experience while exploring Midtown. All in all, a noteworthy stop in my adventures.
This is the best surprise audio post I’ve ever seen/heard.
THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY
The egg made me so confused and then the SONG STARTED PLAYING AND EVERYTHING MADE SENSE AND NOTHING HURT
i want to reblog this a MILLION TIMES. BEST POST EVER.
I think I started crying. happy tears.
I like to listen to the song in my car with the radio at full blast and pretend I’m in a movie and I’m journeying to a far place.
Oh and I used to think they were saying “Omelet” and not “On my way” when I was younger because she was making breakfast.
A bus full of half-naked guys playing video games? No, I don’t know why, but yes I will post this because I think there’s an audience for it.
And no, I don’t know where or why this bus exists.
Yesss my first review, let’s get started!
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