“Now that you’re an adult, you might still feel a pang of guilt when you decline a dinner invitation in favor of a good book. Or maybe you like to eat alone in restaurants and could do without the pitying looks from fellow diners. Or you’re told that you’re “in your head too much”, a phrase that’s often deployed against the quiet and cerebral.
Or maybe there’s another word for such people: thinkers.” ― Susan Cain
On a free day, I would like to call myself a thinker. When I have nothing to do, I can spend my time in reading and thinking, quite happily. But I am not an introvert, or a person who doesn’t have anything to talk. Maybe that’s why I can talk about Amazon rain-forest, photography, Harvard Business Review, and Alton Brown’s recipes on the same day. ( They all are my favorite topics too. )
A year ago, an acquaintance suggested me the book “Quiet” by Susan Cain. “It’s an wake-up call for all of us thinkers,” she emphasized.
I took a year to order the book and started reading only last evening. I must say, my spring evenings are going to be completely wordless, thanks to the book. It’s teaching me to embrace my creative mind, sit peacefully to think about rhymes, and go out to photograph the floral world more often. Isn’t it strange how a book can make your views stronger than ever?