The Daily Prompt has asked this question: Do parties and crowds fill you with energy, or send you scurrying for peace and quiet?
When I was younger crowds never bothered me. I went to concerts and enjoyed the combined energy that only a crowd could produce. But as I’ve gotten older, I have achieved an extreme level of distaste for feeling like a turtle caught in a school of fish.
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That mass of people who hurtle themselves in all directions seem to have no awareness of those around them and give me the sense that I have lost control of my own trajectory. Malls are especially unsettling for me and I avoid them like the plague, especially during the holidays. Although there is greater risk of credit cards being compromised with the advancement of hacker technology, I am happy to sit in the comfort of my own home and shop online for those gifts that cannot be purchased locally.
A small party with an intimate group of friends is bliss. I tend to relax and am able to be myself, allowing my goofy personality to take center stage and I feel more comfortable asserting my need to be the life of the party. That assertion becomes non-existent in large groups and I get a growing sense of discomfort feeling like that lost turtle again.
Give me a subdued night with good friends, good food and good wine any day. My life now is about developing those close relationships with people who matter to me. I don’t miss the feeling of being a pinball in an arena sized game and playing hide and seek with friends in a crowd of 20,000 people.
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I agree. I adore smaller, more intimate gatherings where true connection can occur. Nice post! 🙂
Thank you!
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Well said. Crowded parties give me the feeling of a crowded subway train.
Agreed!
I generally prefer quiet, but raucous has its time and place too…
I love that word….raucous. I’m guessing that is what the concert was like that you were at a few weeks ago….
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I prefer the quiet places. Crowds scare me! I think it’s the only time I really feel claustrophobic…
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I always say that my space bubble is the size of the Astrodome if that’s any hint. I found myself pressed in a writhing mass of bodies last night but it wasn’t so bad. It was actually a lot like winning the lotto. No one smelled that bad.
LOL….small miracles!!