Stuck In The Middle With Me

So, if you look at all my scores from every “type” test I’ve ever taken, I land right slap at the crossroads of Introvert and Extrovert. Some have scored me a socialized extrovert, meaning I’m naturally introverted, but have learned to fake it. Others have scored me an extrovert who is unusually into her own navel. If you ask me, I’m just a Me-trovert.

That is, I want to do what I want to do, when I want to do it, regardless of the number of people attached to whatever that thing is.

I want to...