The Bittersweet Paradox

I think I was tagged to do this at some point. So, here ya go.

1. I set many irrational and unattainable goals for myself, thus setting myself up for failure. (See: become world famous opera singer, visit every country on the planet, keep my room clean).

2. I'm developing a number of eccentric interests of an artistic nature (orchids, stained glass, oil painting).

3. My blankets and sheets must be completely orderly before I can sleep in them. And I barely move when I sleep, so they are still orderly when I wake up in the morning. I also like to be surrounded by masses of pillows when I sleep.

4. I am at various stages of completion with about 7 different books right now.

5. Sometimes I form lines of prose in my head describing whatever scene I happen to be observing.

6. My brain latches onto random busy tasks and constantly performs them without me actively thinking about them (typing words on a keyboard made of air, spelling words in international phonetic alphabet, figuring out whatever melody is running through my head and spelling it in solfege, playing said melodies on a pretend keyboard, analyzing the pitch of someone's speech).

I'm weird.

Wow - now I know what those far-off stares are when I wave my hand in front of your face. :-)

I think you're awesome. :-)

Hey strange stranger, how's Chicago....are you staying there another year?

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