Breakfast Babble: Why My Favourite Plans Are Cancelled Ones

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There’s something oddly beautiful about cancelled plans.

I mean, for an introvert like me, it sometimes feels like a blessing.

Imagine already dreading that one day out with someone when they text, “I’m sorry, I can’t make it today.”

I mean, that’s not a reason to be sorry for. You just made my life feel lighter.

But out of courtesy, I’ll text them, “Aw, that’s so bad, I was really looking forward to this one :(” while, in reality, I might’ve already changed into comfortable clothes and started a movie.

And don’t get me wrong. I do really enjoy spending time with friends. I love meetups where we dress up for coffee or brunch, and I do see these as getaways from all the stress in life.

Just not every other day. And definitely not with people that drain me.

I don’t like unnecessary crowds or groups that secretly hate each other. I feel like they drain me as unnecessarily as possible, and I’d rather be in my own company.

Because what’s even the point of sitting in groups that gossip about each other the second someone leaves? Or meeting distant relatives who suddenly become silent the moment something good happens in your life?

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What I don’t like about these plans is that they feel too forced and performative for no reason.

You need to be there, talk to people you barely know, laugh at jokes that aren’t funny, and somehow act like you’re having the time of your life.

So, in situations like these, I usually just sit there and nod while my brain has travelled to every other place but this. Suddenly, the coaster in front of me looks interesting, or I start determining the exact shade of white the wall is painted.

Over the years, I’ve realised plans like these aren’t for me. I prefer intimate hangouts with close friends and cousins where there’s no pretence, no awkwardness, just pure love and loads of fun.

And maybe that’s why cancelled plans feel comforting to me. They feel peaceful.

Because some of my favourite evenings have been the unplanned ones. The ones I have to myself are usually when I have the most fun.

Good food. Good music. A cup of coffee with my favourite snacks. And my own company.

And for an introvert, that honestly feels perfect.

Sources: Blogger’s own opinion

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