Early on in my relationship with my extroverted wife, we went to a party together, and, at some point, I asked, “Would it be okay if we left in an hour?”
She said, “Sure.”
Then I got involved in a poker game and she could see I was having a blast. But, in the middle of the game, at exactly an hour from when I’d mentioned leaving, I said, “Okay, I’m ready to go.”
She was flabbergasted. “But you’re having fun!” she said. “I can see you’re having fun!”
“Yes, I am, but I still want to go.”
What she didn’t understand is that socializing feels, for me, like a fun but strenuous physical activity. If someone says, “I need to stop dancing now,” it doesn’t necessarily mean he was having a bad time. He may just be tired.
'blorbo from my shows' this 'blorbo from my shows' that. well what about blorbo from HER shows 🤨
[ID: A simply coloured digital comic featuring Maya Fey and Phoenix Wright from Ace Attorney. In the first panel we see a computer screen open to a text document which reads, "'Thanks to you I am saddled with unneeded feelings,' said the Evil Magistrate before kissing the Steel Samurai with". The text cuts off. In the second panel, we see Maya typing the above into a computer with a concentrated smile. Phoenix is leaning down behind her, wearing an extremely confused expression. In the last panel, he asks, "What the hell are you writing?" as Maya reels back in surprise, shouting "AH" as one hand smacks out to cover the computer screen. End ID.]


