Memories and sentimentality always get the better of me.
I wish I was rich and crazy, rather than just crazy.
I tend to obsess about things that are irrelevant.
I have a weakness for fluffy animals, and a secret desire to own an alligator.
I like slow rain, and old cemeteries.
I'm a loner, and a dreamer.
I swear. A lot.
I have no skills to speak of.
Except that I can boil water. Most of the time. If that's a skill.
I dream every night, and I always dream about water (not boiled).
I love any and every holiday.
I am afraid of giant slugs.
I secretly wish I could move across the country, cut off contact from anyone who knows me, cut off all my hair and dye it pink when it regrows, get a nose ring, adopt one hundred brown cats that all look alike, and read classical literature all day. I'm just saying.