The concert last night was awesome, but I can't really escape the overwhelming feeling of loneliness it created. Still, the crowd was very much my speed. Definitely more what I'm used to than the bars and clubs around here. Hurray for Ozo. It's weird to see myself as both extremely social, and completely socially deficient at the same time. I'm some strange mix of confident extrovert and insecure introvert. There's a sort of clash between the person I grew up being, and the adult Megan. At some point they'll reconcile themselves, and I'll figure out just exactly where I fit in this world.

I guess it's something like the cliche that a person who grows up fat will always see that fat person in the mirror. You get used to seeing yourself as one thing, and then you're the last person to find out that you've changed. I'm still extremely self-conscious and make the assumption that people don't really like me or want to be around me, but all evidence points to the contrary. Somewhere along the way I've become well adjusted and outgoing. It still just takes me completely off guard to find out that people actually enjoy my company and want me around.