It’s a real question…

Why does my friend Katie, who has a fair amount of social anxiety still have a life so much more adventurous than mine?

It could be that I have (undiagnosed) social anxiety too, and that’s why I sit at my desk in my flannel cowboy pajamas night after night instead of going out.

Or, possibly I can just blame the whole thing on my Old English professor.

One thought on “It’s a real question…

  1. OK, this is me being typically blunt, but I think just about every writer has some form of social anxiety. You know? When it gets right down to it, what kind of person really wants to sit in a chair, alone for hours, just to write?BTW, you make one hot clown, baby. 😉

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