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[rainshadow]

The first few days of freedom have been wonderful and busy in all the good ways. There's been much Christmas shopping with Cindy, and the inevitable stupid-silly-joys that come with that. Spent a few hours at Ainlay yesterday, managing to run into every person I could have thought to seek out, was able to talk to Kristen again, and then went for

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[withertree]

Perhaps so. I'd suspected as much, as I often have the same suspicions of myself.

Is there a word for a personality type that constantly seeks companionship and solitude at the same time? Or that simply part of the chaotic nature of being human? If so, perhaps I could be persuaded to admit my species once in a while...