I thought I mix with the wrong crowd. No. I always mix with the wrong crowd.
Most of the time, when I among them, I'm all clamped up. Like a mouse moving around and find a hole to hide inside. If not, I zip it.
RETREAT soldiers! RETREAT!
I thought I could be normal again, if it frustratse you. You seems to have a problem with it when I don't. I guess it's my nature, if you think I'm a weirdo. And yes, you admitted it. Everyone seems to be going that way.
Ok, RETREAT...... RETREAT!! I feel all small again.
