I like to see introversion more like a detached observer contemplating the relationship of past, present and future, say, on a balcony with a dance taking place below. The extroverts at their dance, are in a perpetual state of the present, wearing the latest in fashionable clothing, and dancing the latest moves that largely reflect contemporary commercial culture. The introvert watches unnoticed from the balcony, and from this perspective, can see the absurdity of the dance moves and clothing, not only because of how silly the dances and moves from five years ago look in the present, but because he knows the cycle will continue and the present will look silly in five years itself. But the extrovert is caught up in the present, aware of the silliness of parachute pants and new kids on the block synchronized dancing, but vaguely, if not entirely unaware of how they themselves might look years down the road.