On days like that, I see almost everything and everyone around me, men, women, young, old. On days like that, I give compliments to people that catch my attention. I chat with a stranger and flirt with the postman. On days like that, I smile at the world, and the world smiles back.
Then there are my more introverted days, and I walk the street with eyes wide shut. On days like that, I just don’t want to be seen. Those are the days that I am comfortable with being invisible, it’s like being on “private mode.” I don’t want to look at the world, and I don’t want the world to look at me. I have no particular mode preference. It totally depends on how I wake up in the morning. I feel comfortable with both versions of myself, and I allow myself to be whatever version of myself I wish to be.
Although the extrovert version is much more fun, my introvert side also has a right to exist. Sometimes, I wake up in a particular mode that changes during the day, more regularly from visible to invisible than the other way around, however. But I also have days when it is visa versa. This gives me the certainty that it is a choice to smile at the world, with eyes wide open and positivity. Or not (if preferred), because it can also be liberating to move around inconspicuously, as long as it is a personal choice.
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