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I like writing in three-to-four line stanzas.
I wish everything I write could be as deeply moving as poetry.
I like to laugh, and I dance in the rain whenever I possibly can.
I have two Siamese that are the quirkiest, downright strangest cats of life.
I love exploring ideas of the self, psychology, self-improvement,
the nature of the universe and our place in it.
I think too much; my loved ones know when to pull me from the brink of brooding.
I love little moments. Little deaths. Little re-births. Little happinesses.
Sometimes I focus too much on details and catch the big stuff too late.
Sucker for symbolism, and a slave to metaphor, I am.
I talk about existentialism the way some people talk about the weather.
I guess I like feeling small, though like many short people
I have a loud, passionate personality in real life to compensate my physical tininess.
I think this is how I want to be, how I should be. How I am, most of the time, until I forget.
Is it possible to forget yourself? Of course it is. I think that is an ever-present danger.
I 've heard psychologists say that our personalities are so fluid that we're never the same person around different people - parts of ourselves either sink or rise to the surface around certain people, like coaxing hermit crabs from their shells.
We're mirrors, reflecting what they want to see, what they expect to see... what they need to see.
I wish everything I write could be as deeply moving as poetry.
I like to laugh, and I dance in the rain whenever I possibly can.
I have two Siamese that are the quirkiest, downright strangest cats of life.
I love exploring ideas of the self, psychology, self-improvement,
the nature of the universe and our place in it.
I think too much; my loved ones know when to pull me from the brink of brooding.
I love little moments. Little deaths. Little re-births. Little happinesses.
Sometimes I focus too much on details and catch the big stuff too late.
Sucker for symbolism, and a slave to metaphor, I am.
I talk about existentialism the way some people talk about the weather.
I guess I like feeling small, though like many short people
I have a loud, passionate personality in real life to compensate my physical tininess.
I think this is how I want to be, how I should be. How I am, most of the time, until I forget.
Is it possible to forget yourself? Of course it is. I think that is an ever-present danger.
I 've heard psychologists say that our personalities are so fluid that we're never the same person around different people - parts of ourselves either sink or rise to the surface around certain people, like coaxing hermit crabs from their shells.
We're mirrors, reflecting what they want to see, what they expect to see... what they need to see.