I landed in Seattle around 10:30 last night. As I made my way to the baggage claim, I realized I was surrounded by airport strangers who just weren’t as excited to meet me as I was to meet them. Whut? I know! So, I saw fit that I have a little talk with myself as I came down from my BlogHer ‘08 high. Perhaps, I had overdosed - or at least gotten reeeeeeealy comfortable with extreme extroversion. So much.
Somewhere between the Newbie mixer on Thursday night and leaving the city of San Francisco Sunday morning, I became all too comfortable with saying “Hi!” in excitable ways, reaching out for hugs to warm-looking strangers and just striking up conversation with any-stinkin’-body, ‘cuz… That. Was. Why. Everyone. Was. There! Fear of rejection - No! OK, I might add that the evening mixers also included free liquor - nothing helps bring people together like a little drinky-drinky. I digress.
ANYwho… On the long walk for my baggage (literally, not figuratively) the following is the discussion that was taking place in my head… These types of conversations are especially easy to have when an individual has more than one personality:
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