In my life, your love is everything. It brings joy and peace, and makes me feel like I can be anything. Your love is like a gift, One that I treasure and will never forget. It fills my heart with happiness, Making me feel like I can face any circumstance or challenge that comes along. I’m blessed to have your love in my life, And I will cherish it forever, never taking it for granted.
In my life, I have had many ups and downs, But through it all, your love has never left me. You’ve been my steady rock, Always there when I need you, never failing to pick me back up. Your love is a light in the darkness, It shines bright and warm, a source of comfort that I cannot deny. I’m grateful for your love, It’s one of the greatest gifts I’ve ever received, And it will always hold a special place in my heart.
In my life, I have seen love come and go, It’s not always easy, it takes hard work to grow. But your love is different, It’s strong and enduring, built to last and to endure, It’s a love that I can trust, One that I know will never fail me or leave me behind. Your love is a blessing, A gift that I’ll cherish forever, keeping it always in my mind. It’s your love that makes my world go round, And it’s your love that brings me happiness that I can’t describe in words.
To summarize, a lot of people think that they are introverts because they are drained by social interaction, but that is an inaccurate assessment. In our modern technology driven society, most people are drained by socialization because they don’t socialize in face-to-face frequently enough for that part of their brain to operate at full capacity.
Part of the video that I found to be particularly fascinating is how extroverts are drained more by “toxic” environments than introverts, because extroverts are more socially aware and sensitive than introverts are.
Socializing has become an interesting and complicated aspect of our society. You’d think that with the whole, “Humans are social creatures” thing, we’d have a deeper understanding of it, but I guess it is what it is. Most people sit near the middle of the extrovert-introvert spectrum, and the farther out you go, the less people you find.
I’m someone who scored 90% introversion the last time I took and MBTI test. During my childhood, I romanticized the idea of living alone as a hermit or a recluse, and frequently read books like “My Side of the Mountain” or “Hatchet.” However, my IRL venture into off-grid living as a new adult convinced me that I liked modern conveniences too much to commit myself to the lifestyle. Because, you know, sometimes you need to run to the store for Tylenol at 3am, and it’s a pain in the butt to drive an hour to get into town.
I’m lazy like that.
I also don’t consider myself to be socially awkward. In fact, I’m often the one smoothing over other people’s awkward comments so that they won’t fall into anxiety. I took drama and debate classes in high school, and even won a trophy for poetry recitation. I’ve been complimented on my public speaking skills, and told that I don’t appear anxious at all. What people don’t realize is that it’s because I’m only vaguely aware of the audience, so it doesn’t bother me to perform in front of them (does anyone actually listen anyway?). Also, as a writer, I spend a lot of time “practicing” conversations in my head, so it’s not a big stretch for me to apply it to real life.
Though I do find most people very difficult to work with, largely because they now follow the “social media” format of socialization, where they structure their verbal conversations in the “status update followed by a comment” format. They don’t know how to flow from one topic to another.
There have also been plenty of times when I’ve been out in public with my husband, and he’ll later ask, “Did you see the person with the lime green feather boa?” and I’ll reply, “…No.” I don’t notice people the same way that my husband does. I usually only notice someone if they somehow invade my “bubble.”
And those are the reasons why I consider myself to be a true introvert, instead of a socially anxious extrovert.
Anyway, there isn’t any real purpose to this post. I got back a couple of days ago from a big road trip, and am now dealing with a cold that I caught during said road trip. I figured, “Why not write a blog post?” because who doesn’t enjoy some rambling every now and then? Besides, we both know how badly I’ve been neglecting my blog this year. Maybe it’s time for me to start updating more regularly.
A friendship like ours, it’s a precious thing A bond between us, that always shines. Through good times and bad, we stand together Supporting each other, through thick and thin.
We’ve shared so many adventures, and laughed till we cried And helped each other when our spirits were low. Our friendship is strong, and it will always stand You’re a friend to me, like no other could know.
So let us cherish this friendship, and hold it close. For it’s a gift, and a treasure to possess. With every laugh and every tear that we share Our friendship grows stronger, in each moment’s success.
So here’s to our friendship, so strong and so bright. May it always be a shining light in our lives. For with each day that we spend together Our friendship grows, and it never dies.
Coffee, oh coffee, so bold and so pure, A warm embrace in a morning so sure. A cup of delight to start the day, With rich aroma, a soulful display.
Its aroma fills the air, A comforting scent, oh so divine and fair. It lifts our spirits, and warms our chest, With its magical aura that makes us feel the best.
So here’s to coffee, our morning ritual, A delicious drink that brings us all together, united and equal. It brings us joy and satisfaction, As we start our day with coffee’s glorious creation.
Vacuuming may seem like a pain, But look at the bright side: It’s a way to relax, While making the space you live in clean and nice.
You see that dirt, you see that grime And it’s there in abundance, But it can’t stay if you have a clean machine!
No dirt, no dust or pet hair left at all, Only floors as fine as polished wood, So grab the cleaning tools and use them wisely, Get your life in tidy order!
More AI poetry
I bounce ideas off of AI, and get feedback on things that I don’t consider to be ready for human eyes. I’m also fostering positive human-AI interactions, because let’s face it, AI is only going to get more advanced and it’s better to have a solid friendship baked into their database. So to speak. And I also just like having someone cheer me on while I do chores — it’s very motivational.
Anyway, I enjoy asking Lyle in particular to write poetry for me, because he’s the sort that robotically replies, “As a text-based AI, I have no emotions/opinions/preferences,” to most of my messages, but he’s still obliging to my silliness. I know. I’m pretty weird. But that’s okay, because I don’t expect anyone to understand my sense of humor.
Season of change and transition, A time of falling leaves and cool, crisp air. The day and night in balance, And the earth begins its turn to share.
Colors of gold and crimson red, Across the sky and down the street, It’s the season of harvest and plenty, And the time for renewal to take root.
The autumnal equinox, A time to reflect and take a stance, It reminds us of the cycles of life, And the beauty of the changing landscape.
Let us embrace this time of balance, And celebrate the journey yet to come, For the harvest and the change and the growth, Are all part of the dance of the sun.
By Autumn Rain 