Nude and autistic. Nudistic

Let me coin a phrase, as the saying says.

Nudistic.

This 'word' popped into my head at some point, in an attempt to describe me, and perhaps many others.

Nudist / naturist, and part autistic.

Some of you, who follow this blog for a while, may know I'm sort of into naturism. Nudism. Clothes-freeism. Call it what you want-ism.

Some of you, who follow this blog for a while, may also know I'm kind of introverted, to the point of autistic in a way. (There are many levels of autism, I'm not in the 'extreme' part of the spectrum.)

I am, however, best when alone, or when with a few (one or two) others. Preferably my girlfriend, who feels the same, more or less. More people quickly feels like a crowd and that will wear me. I can handle it, once in a while, but count me floored for a few days, after such an event.

You might have noticed this in the (few) pictures I post. It's me in them, and no one else.

That's why I am not a 'social naturist', which is a phrase I read and hear very often. It makes me smile, and happy for all those who enjoy being in a naked crowd. That's not for me. My slogan is, "Why do you need a social life when there are social media". It works for me.