Probably fits me to a t. I enjoy making dark images of single models (mannequins, I'm afraid - all I can find) and I never have been the life 'n' soul of many parties; mainly I hope not to get invited.
I always found the home hearth worth so much more... Sadly, when the fire goes out and all that's left is the ash of memory, then it's time for Nikon to earn its keep once more. Thank God for Nikon and Photoshop.
And to think that all along I had imagined myself reasonably content! No wonder some folks feel a little bit low if they require constant company and it's not forthcoming.
Of course, a lot depends on your personal definition of the state of happiness and whether you subscribe to the idea that it's a constant state unless disrupted by something that transforms it into sorrow. My take is that normal life is a straight line, a datum as it were, with happiness a blip upwards and sadness a blip southwards with normal being that straight line I just mentioned.
;-)
Rob