Trapped in an Introvert’s Body

I am an extravagant, flamboyant, passionate woman who is trapped inside an introvert’s body. This is not all bad. 

My natural inclination to think things through gives me just enough pause to usually save myself from nasty consequences. My innate reticence normally keeps my mouth in check as I prefer to hear my words first in my mind before uttering some poorly chosen phrase that I have to take back or explain.

But sometimes…just sometimes I long to throw caution to the wind. 
Photo:  Kevin N. Murphy