Two months ago, I boarded a plane and crossed the Atlantic Ocean to my home away from home for the next year: Oxford, England. I was excited for my internship, yet I didn’t know a single person there. But, as soon as I entered, I got a feeling of being in another world. The city’s permanence, with its imposing buildings immersed in an atmosphere that somehow feels both ancient and young, surprised me as I dragged my luggage across cobblestones. Although moving across the world (or even to a new city) is always a leap, the shift felt more like a free fall for me as an introvert.

While some think that introverts are antisocial or shy away from housemates, that isn’t the whole truth. Although I might find loud gatherings draining, I excel in smaller settings, like an impromptu kitchen conv

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