As a self-proclaimed introvert, I am more than okay with spending my days alone. In the comfort of my own solitude, I am free to read, watch movies, write lame poetry, and do pretty much anything I desire in a completely stress-free environment. With all of the confusion and chaos in the world today, I have come to cherish my time alone in peace and quiet. Every once in a while though, one of my lovely extroverted friends come crashing in, and the serenity is gone. That, however, is not always a bad thing. To the extroverts in my life, thank you.

I am writing this to thank you for a few specific things, actually. The first and foremost thing I want to thank you for is the balance you bring into my life. Even though I am content within my self-created quarantine, I'm glad that you never let me stay too long. You always seem to have impeccable timing, finding the perfect moment to turn my world upside down. On the rare occasions that your timing is not so perfect, you have this way of making everything seem much more in control than it actually is. It is hard for me to figure out the appropriate amount of isolation, but you always dance your way into my life, showing me that I do actually enjoy the company of others. The balance you bring into my life is something that I have grown to value.

The second thing I want to thank you for is compromise. Believe me, I fully understand how difficult it is for someone as outgoing as yourself spend a Friday night in, curled up on the couch watching movies. But you do it for me. I am so thankful that you understand how hard it can be for me to go out when all I really want to do is stay home and finish the book I have been reading. Just as you bring balance to my life, I thank you for allowing me to bring balance to yours. I know it must being tiring to always be the life of the party, so when it's just the two of us you are more than welcome to just veg out with me.

The final and most important thing I need to thank you for is for making everything an adventure. With you, even the most mundane of tasks become experiences to remember. So thank you for making me scream with laughter in the middle of the store and for singing at the top of our lungs with the car windows rolled down. Thank you, my friend, for always coaxing me to the edge of my comfort zone, then shoving me out into the middle of this crazy thing called life. I could not imagine how sad and boring my life would be without you to always bringing the perfect amount of controlled chaos into my world. I could never thank you enough, but here is to trying.