It's probably irresponsible and just evasive to say that 'I' soured the relationship a little; I guess it was a little bit of 'i' and now it's really a moment of "I".

Introversion, impulsion, idiocy.

But as you said it, we move along. And I guess I have, just that it took a while to realize it.

Time flew and I stood, but still it was moving-relatively at least, right Einstein? The beginning years of donning long pants and now with the honorary title of "Year 4s", the tumultuous decision to pledge my commitment to scouts, the arduous 2-day trek that seemed endless, the lonely days in boarding without the accompaniment of the other doggies this year, and even the growing teen years that pass me by..

I think I just need stops like these; someone to wake me up for a short reflection. When we were questioned about how much we do solemn personal reflection in New Zealand, mine was a shallow and politically-approved reply. But I know that my thinking lingers yonder far, and it breaches the social norms. My MBTI was never mistaken; the only thing mistaken was me.