When I was a kid my teacher called my mom saying she was concerned because during recess I’d sit off by myself doodling in my little notebook and observing the other kids like I was watching TV.
My mom, bless her heart, said something like, “So, what? Maybe she just doesn’t want to be a part of their nonsense.”
I don’t think that teacher liked my mom very much, but as far as I’m concerned she was just being a good mom.
I know how to socialize, so it’s not that. I really don’t even mind people. I get exhausted by them after a while but that doesn’t mean I don’t like them. My brain is just wired to work alone for long periods of time on a focused project; like writing novels.
Somehow this also makes me feel like I’m on the outside looking in, but then again, maybe I’m just observing human nature.
Darcy Branwyn 
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