When I was a kid I’d read about people who got the chance to meet their favorite musician or sports hero or whatever, and I’d think: No way. I would have preferred then, and still prefer now, to write a letter to whomever I deeply admire and hope for a response.
(Source: The American Conservative | Hey Extraverts: Enough Is Enough)
Part of this, for me, was that I’d rather have kept my favorite ‘whatever’ as I saw them, not who they actually were. A silly, but important factor.
Still, the more extraverts push, the further away introverts run.