I have long identified as an introvert.
In primary school, I was content to sit by myself during recess and lunchtime.
Teachers, and other kids, would drop by occasionally, genuinely concerned – asking, for instance, whether some group had kicked me out, or if I had hurt myself during a game.
Yet I was busy – happily daydreaming about the adventures on which my pet rabbit, Rabby, was embarking.
While I found more socially acceptable ways to keep to myself, this nucleus of my personality seemed fixed.
Slowly I learned how to break the ice with others – yet felt as if all was bravado and role-playing.
Like Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s character in Brick, I came to know all the angles – but still chose to stay on the outside.