I am hugely protective of, and I have to say, somewhat selfish about my bubble time. My need for thinking and introspection is very strong. More than most I would think. In fact, I can literally feel physical and emotional distress when life does not allow me adequate uninterrupted time to sequester within my bubble and close the door – tightly; and lock it, twice. If it wasn’t for the risk of being labeled, and most likely not in a good way.., I might be tempted to slap a “do not disturb” sticker on my forehead. But that might be going a bit too far…
This is not a simple desire for isolation. It is an absolute necessity if I am to function as a normal human being in any acceptable manner. Part of the reason I am so compelled to visit my bubble is my need to find answers to all of the why’s floating around in my headspace. I walk around my inner sanctum – my secret garden – and it inspires and helps me to see things more clearly, to envision unexpected possibilities, and to come to decisions on a myriad of issues. Insight often visits during these moments (or hours) of reflection and I am able to visualize solutions that might otherwise have been unavailable to me.
It seems that not only am I an introvert of the fairly extreme kind, I am an introvert who needs to know the answer to every possible question that might pop into my head. And there are so many. Not one to be satisfied with a superficial response, I will delve deeply and I will reach widely to seek the answers to my why’s. My warm little bubble gives me the space, the quiet, and the time needed for this. And as an added bonus, my bubble will thoroughly re-charge my introvert batteries so that I can regain the energy to be somewhat productive in my daily life..
Anyone trying to disrupt my bubble time will learn very quickly that it is probably not a good idea and that whatever it is they wanted can surely wait.. Otherwise, interrupt at your own risk 😉
- Introverted Writers: Thinking It Over (andreajwenger.com)