Overdosing on social interaction

I admit, ever since the damn restrictions were fully lifted here in Romania, I've been running a bit of an overdose of social interaction and outings. I mean, it's weird, but I don't think I was this active before the pandemic. Ever. I may have been younger, but I was definitely more reserved. Now, staying at home a full day is rare...and honestly, just sounds off. It's not that I don't value my time with myself, just that I keep seeking out other people, gatherings, events. Fun.

It's interesting, it seems the lockdown's also made me more spontaneous. Before, I would usually decide days ahead of time whether I wanted to attend an event or a concert or a play or whatever. Lately, though, it's been a very spur of the moment thing. Sometimes, I'll see a play at some local theater, and just get my keys, and be out the door. And that may be natural for some people, but it isn't for me. I'm quite chaotic, but also enjoy organization and structure more than a bit, you knot?
As a devoted introvert, going out two days in a row used to be enough social interaction for a week, at least. I used to be the sort of person who'd have their social battery depleted on Friday after a Monday brunch, you know?

Nowadays, I just can't sit still. Last Wednesday, barbecue. Thursday, out with friends. Spent the weekend with an out-of-town friend. Sunday night, after they'd gone, I was out to the theater. To a play I'd seen multiple times, but which has always had great therapeutic powers for me. And it was funny, 'cause I was tired and more than a little hungover. I thought the only thing I'd want to do after my friend had gone would be to lie down and rest, but no, less than an hour later, I was like "okay, what are we doing today?". Guess I'll sleep when I'm dead, huh? Monday, out with another friend. Today, I was out to some EP launch with my brother. Random. The sort of random, indie thing I would've never gone to before the pandemic. Soon as I heard about it, I was like okay, let's go. Funny how times change you, huh?

Can't get it through my head that only, what, 3-4 months ago you couldn't have gone into a pub or a concert or a theater without a green pass? It's insane. And I can't get enough of it. I crave the closeness, the intimate settings, the bare faces.

I'm sure it's a natural period of redress - after an extended period of isolation and restrictive living, you need to veer in the opposite direction, right? To achieve balance, again. And I assume that in time, it will correct itself, so for now, I'm just enjoying it while it lasts.

How about you? Are you feeling that pandemic whiplash, or has it been a smooth slide into normality (if that's even possible)?

I didn't have a pic from any of the events, but they did give us a book of poems by this local artist. This one was my favorite. It was one of those rare poems that you read, and immediately, someone comes to mind. I'll translate it for you, cause I thought it was bloody brilliant. It's called "I love you".

I love you without knowing what it means.
I love you without fear, and sometimes with.
When I think of you vanishing,
I think to vanish with you.
When you upset me and make me not like you,
I still like you.
I love you with no conditions,
Though I want you to love me back, and maybe more.
I didn't always love you, though it seems like
I've been calling you since I was a little girl, before bed.
I love you in a way I'm only now learning to be possible.
I love you.