I am 29 and 348 days old.
I have a dog named Boo and I hate cats.
I wish I was a legit writer. Instead, this is what you get.
My bedroom is usually messy. I don't like putting away my clothes. But, I make up for it with my need to wipe down my kitchen daily and straighten any crooked picture I see--even if it's on someone else's wall.
Lillies are my favorite flower. She's also my grandma. And my third niece.
I like coffee. A lot.
I was the first person in my family to graduate from college. I just paid off my first "new" car. I have a very successful career, and am a homeowner.
But, none of that matters to the things that go "bump" in the night. They still scare me. And I let them.
I've been told I'm too picky in relationships. I guess picky and insecure can look the same on the outside.
I've been told a decision will grow white hair before it's been solidly made by me. But, once my mind is set...it overstays it's welcome.
I've also been told good-bye one too many times. So, I tried giving good byes. It doesn't help.
I love giving hugs. But, I'm not great at receiving them. It must be the wall built by "I am capable on my own and don't need you" that makes it tough for someone's arms to wrap around.
One of life's biggest little pleasures for me is sleeping late on a rainy day. There's something comforting about it. Add clean sheets to that scenario and I would be in heaven.
My favorite day of the year is the day after Thanksgiving. Only because I can't choose between the two holidays. I love decorating my house for fall almost as much as I love decorating for Christmas. Maybe someday I'll get to decorate and make cinnamon candy for my own family.
Maybe...
I don't really know where "home" is. Homesickness is a constant. I realize that keeps me from ever feeling settled.
There's a lot of things at which I'm kind of good. Nothing at which I'm great. I have a hard time staying focused on one endeavor.
Ask me tomorrow what my hobby is. I guarantee it'll be something different than today.
I love intensely. Hurt deeply. Live passionately. Fear much. Overcome more.
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