Introvert Fairy Tales: Cinderella

Introvert Fairy Tales: Cinderella. The party was in full swing when Cinderella made her escape. Curfews were such marvellous things; no one needed to know that they were self-imposed. The party was going well, but even with the quietest of corners to sit in or the most interesting of conversations to stumble into, there always came a point where enough was enough and she claimed a pressing need to be elsewhere. The need to leave was no less real for being voluntary. Goodbyes were said, plans were made to see people again and, finally, Elsewhere was attained.

Elsewhere could be anywhere: outside on the stairs with her shoes off, breathing deeply in the cool night air with naught by the stars for company, or equally back at home curled up in front of the fire with a blanket, slippers and a cup of tea, watching the sparks dance and the embers cool; indeed anywhere that gave her the time and space to think and reflect and unwind after an enjoyable evening.

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15 thoughts on “Introvert Fairy Tales: Cinderella

  1. In a hectic ambience as this, elsewhere could be anywhere, but it would always be ecclesiastical to the one. Think while sipping the hot tea, and enjoying the cool rush of winds, fidgeting the toes and with the gentle smile on your face, as now i’m thinking it must have occurred to Cinderella at least once. Nice job :)

  2. Reblogged this on Hush My Heart and commented:
    Indeed! This is exactly how I feel whenever I force myself to socialize. Of course I love spending time with people, but every so often I feel the need to escape and to find a bit of quiet time for myself. No, it is not being anti-social nor being socially awkward or inept. It is called recharging and reflecting and it is what I love to do.

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