More Hermiticism

Justin invited me out today, and I ended up staying in. Again.

Today was probably worse than yesterday, as I didn’t really do anything productive in the slightest. In fact, most of the day I spent on the couch, flipping through channels or watching Six Feet Under. I honestly didn’t even notice the day pass, until around six ot seven at night. And at that point, it struck me that my behaviour seemed a bit odd.

Most days I think I’m pretty good. But some days I’m less sure. Justin joked on the phone about medication, and I have to say… there are some days where it seems like I should look into it. I know he was just kidding around, but I did think about the idea for some time.

I understand that I’m a fairly introverted person. What I don’t understand is where the line is between who I am and the point where introversion becomes an unhealthy aversion to being around others. I know of other friends who keep to themselves and do their own thing, but I don’t think anyone else pulls the hermit thing as often as I do. Is this normal? Are there others like this, but I never know because everyone’s just hanging out alone in their homes?

It’s funny. I started this blog as a way to get my ass out of the house more. Some days, it seems like I really am out and about more. Other days, this thing seems like an excuse to keep me inside.

Almost all of my day today was spent on a couch. Under a blanket. I watched a lot of Six Feet Under, and slept a ton. When I finally decided to move off the couch, I was getting ready to read in bed for a while. So it goes.