I'm not shy - I can go up to complete strangers and talk to them. But I am very picky.
I have a horror of smalltalk if that's all someone has to offer, and of saying something that just gets a blank look in return because it's gone whistling over the head of the person I'm talking to.
I do attract people, but I can't be friends with someone for the sake of it. We really have to click. I dream one day of opening a door and finding my peer group, all ready and waiting for me for the last 30 odd years. In the mean time I find them scattered about, one by one, and the relief at knowing it's not just me is like walking into a warm room.
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