Writing a letter could be hostile too. Or a private conversation.
Digestive_Biscuit
Yeah the flu is nasty business. I few years back I was pretty much in bed solid for 2 weeks. When I thought I was ok to walk outside my heart rate picked up, sweating, tired and short breath. Back inside I went.
Hello fellow rain lover in the UK. I like the rain, and the dark. Walking in the rain on a winter evening is as good as it gets. It's best when there's no wind and the sound of the rain changes depending on what it's falling on. That moment when I move from next to a lake to some trees (as an example) is amazing sound transition.
I don't talk much about work with my wife. Mostly I can, but why would I want to take my work life home. I spend hours talking about work stuff at work. Let's talk about other stuff at home.
Perhaps it's different when your job defines you as a person or your job is your life.
That was the same for me. I didn't realise I had high anxiety especially around people interaction. I just went with what people told me, that I'm introverted. It took me way too long to figure this out and I only did so because my anxiety was getting worse and about more things. Once I was on medication I realised holy shit, I needed this like 20 years ago!
I'm now able to join clubs, meet in large groups. But like you it's now a choice. I generally do the social thing then leave or take some time out when batteries are low.
I introduced my son to that movie two weeks ago. He loved it.
That happened to me, but it's a block in the town centre. Houses next door, full on broadband. Flat, nope. BT lines. Connection wasn't very stable. I gave up on it and bought a 5G broadband hub. It works amazing.
He sits down in his old local pub and catches up with old mates after finally completing his journey. His mate Dave points out that he completely missed Africa. Off he goes again.
Would this be a star which wasn't big enough and fizzled out into a big planet?
Where's the wasp table!?
I see what you mean after looking at it for a while. Now it looks like a chicken wish bone shape leg to leg glued on to one large leg coming from her lower waist
Vegetables are trying to kill us so we won't eat them