I struggle with this myself. I waver back and forth. I just decided I was an Introspective Extrovert. For me, I need alone time with my thoughts. I love my cozy couch too. I'm not running out to get married and have kids. I love my books. I love when my loft is quiet but...

Then there's a part of me that needs to entertain a crowd. That part that wants to put my thoughts on display. I write poetry alone and I love it. Then, one day the performance artist in me wants to perform that poem in a room of 500 hundred people who clap and come up to me after my performance and say, "I loved it." Vain, I know. But there are times I crave it.

I'm the funniest amongst my friends and I can do a great impression of Patty LaBelle, but I'm still that quirky girl in the corner reading Sci-Fi and drawing Life Lessons from "Foundation" and "The Flash."

Oh, my Natasha, you always get me going. I've written a whole post here!