I was about to post this page along with the following commentary to facebook, and then the utter irony of writing about being antisocial on a social media website smacked me upside the head and I hit the ‘delete’ button. So.

I can’t not share this anywhere, because it’s lovely and insightful and I need to feel ok about feeling this way. And I’m thinking some of you probably feel similarly; after all, we each made our way to this weird little corner of the internet, to share and commiserate and ask for advice. So here goes:

“when i was working in the city, i loved the rain. i’d clutch the pole of my umbrella and delight in the fact that i had a physical barrier circumscribing my personal space. yes, i was keeping the water out, but really i was keeping the people out. and for once that wasn’t seen as shameful.”