Sometimes I feel like I’m hiding. from the world with my nose at my sewing machine. Part of me thinks I’m avoiding the debauchery that has plagued the rest of the world. You know, hiding from Miley Cyrus, and crappy reality shows, like Real housewives, and Duck Dynasty, and avoiding bars, and drunk people. Although, sometimes I feel like I’m missing out on humanity. I mean, a lot of my friends hang out at bars, and I’m loaded full of antidepressants, so I can;t drink, and being the only sober person in the room is never fun! Drunk people may think they are funny, but trust me, they are not. So I stay at home and sew. I sew, and I stay away from the rest of the world, but sometimes I feel like I am missing out. Most people my age are running around taking selfies while drunk, or taking selfies with their babies.
I never thought of myself as a normal 20-something, but sometimes I think I use sewing to avoid contact with others sometimes. Is that wrong? Don’t get me wrong, I have a somewhat healthy social life. I see people at work, I have a best friend who I go see movies with, and I even go out on dates sometimes. I am terribly socially awkward though, so that throws a wrench in things, but I just prefer sewing over going out to a bar. If someone wants me to come over and hang out, I am totally down, but if you want me to go to a club, you obviously know I would rather be sewing.
Am I the only one with this problem?
Eric The Quilter 
No, you aren’t alone in thinking bars are no fun. I don’t drink either (by choice), and frequently want to tell people how stupid they are acting. I’ve come around to hanging around in other people’s houses, even if there is drinking, but if gets too raucous, I will leave.
So yes, there are days when I would rather sew, but sometimes I do need company. Social awkwardness can be overcome, and I know how hard it can be, but sometimes I really can’t be bothered to try.
Wait, sewing alone is problem? I don’t think I noticed. I also would much rather be sewing, or cozy in my bed with a good book, or writing one, or movie on my tablet. It’s a crazy world out there, and I don’t like where it’s going. It can go without me. I think I’ll just let all the crazies out there kill each other, and then all of us introverts that stayed safe at home will inherit the earth. It’ll then be time for one massive quilting bee party. With sane people.