an antisocial person
Believe it or not, I am a sort-of a cacogen when the writing inspiration strikes. Just like last night. I was there in our dining table, so so eager to write about anything. Then, this housemate went to join me in the table. He was eating dinner. I finished my Korean noodles early so he was left eating alone.
No conversation was created. I want to act like I am alone in the room when in reality, I wasn’t. So, I ignored him and he went up to his room quietly, taking back the idea to surf the net on the same table as I was writing on.
I’m mean when I’m inspired. Nobody should get in my way when I feel like that.
But this is only true sometimes. On other times, I blab nonstop to people I like. So I guess that doesn’t make a cacogen, but an introvert. Yes, I am.