Mexico: On Being an Introvert
"Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it." -Robert Frost
I am an introvert. Maybe you knew this about me, maybe not. As an introvert, this quote hits home. My words are spoken with quality, not in quantity. I deal with typical introvert dilemmas, such as when I think I have told people things and really I haven't...I have merely thought the conversation through in my head. A common introvert problem. I find it funny that I have such an ambition for language-learning, and I am able to hold a conversation in both English and Spanish, but sometimes the words just don't come out right, or at all. My communication is flawless in my head and on paper (okay, most times). In oral communication, however, it may sometimes seem that I am overly quiet or perhaps incompetent.
Being an introvert in a city of 20 million people is a fun experiment. I interact with people constantly, and that can be extremely draining. Thank goodness that I work in the Planning Department of a publishing company. That basically translates as: I work with spreadsheets and numbers on a daily basis and don't have to talk with many people besides my two co-workers who are also the give-me-a-spreadsheet-and-I-am-happy sort of guys.
Besides the solace I find within my sixth-floor office, I have been able to find peace in other parts of the city. In the midst of this concrete jungle called Mexico City, I occasionally find a park filled with trees and other greenery. I found a quaint little park not too far from my office building the other day, went for a stroll, and instantly felt the restoration of serenity.
As the sign says, protect the green areas. Protect them so people like me can continue to find tranquility in the middle of chaos.
I am an introvert. Maybe you knew this about me, maybe not. As an introvert, this quote hits home. My words are spoken with quality, not in quantity. I deal with typical introvert dilemmas, such as when I think I have told people things and really I haven't...I have merely thought the conversation through in my head. A common introvert problem. I find it funny that I have such an ambition for language-learning, and I am able to hold a conversation in both English and Spanish, but sometimes the words just don't come out right, or at all. My communication is flawless in my head and on paper (okay, most times). In oral communication, however, it may sometimes seem that I am overly quiet or perhaps incompetent.
Being an introvert in a city of 20 million people is a fun experiment. I interact with people constantly, and that can be extremely draining. Thank goodness that I work in the Planning Department of a publishing company. That basically translates as: I work with spreadsheets and numbers on a daily basis and don't have to talk with many people besides my two co-workers who are also the give-me-a-spreadsheet-and-I-am-happy sort of guys.
Besides the solace I find within my sixth-floor office, I have been able to find peace in other parts of the city. In the midst of this concrete jungle called Mexico City, I occasionally find a park filled with trees and other greenery. I found a quaint little park not too far from my office building the other day, went for a stroll, and instantly felt the restoration of serenity.
As the sign says, protect the green areas. Protect them so people like me can continue to find tranquility in the middle of chaos.
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