The dawn broke with sunshine; the birdsong, blue sky and smell of the morning air gave me an incredible high. I awoke flush with the aftertaste of Rob’s call and with pride in my work on the script.
I am clearly going to be able to finish scene two this week. I’m well into it and that means a second draft of the script can be done by the end of March. And since Boca’s decision on who wins the workshop(s) comes mid-March, the timing is well aligned.
On the home front, I am reconciled to staying here. I’ve been fanaticizing about moving for a long time but I’ve decided I’m perfectly situated. The proximity of innumerable fine-dining restaurants and the park, friends and the seawall makes this place ideal in spite of incessant, loud construction that is destined to last for a decade.
I’m not, however, reconciled to daily medications so there was more talking about them with Dr. S. today. Then I went to Vandusen Garden for lunch with a high school friend.
Psychologist Jonathon Cheek interviewed five hundred poeple and came up with four classifications of introverts. I found his observations interesting. His four categories of introversion are:
- The social introvert prefers small groups or not groups at all and like alone time but is not necessarily shy. I am this person.
- The thinking introvert is okay with groups, gets lost in his head and is deeply creative and imaginative. I’m definitely creative.
- The anxious introvert feels painfully self-conscious and obsesses about social mistakes. This is totally me and I hate this aspect of my character.
- The restrained introvert is slower, thinks before he acts and is not a morning person. This is definitely not me.