So, once in high school I ate lunch at the cool kids table with my more outgoing friends. A cheerleader - whom I'd gone to school with for at least six years at that point -- ask me how I was liking America. "America?" I asked. Yup, she thought I was an Swedish exchange student, because I am that quiet. That said, nobody who knows me -- really knows me -- thinks I'm quiet or without opinions. But I am an observer. My favorite people on the planet don't mind that I'd rather keep quiet and listen to their conversations sometimes, or relax with a low-key meal, movie or event. And once I know you, you can't keep me quiet. And the best part of all - I'm a good listener. Who do I want to listen to? Someone who is brilliant, friendly and easy-going. I think life happens organically, and so does love.
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