More Proof I am weird
I compulsively lose lighters. This is very annoying to my nearest and dearest family because I also accidentally pocket other people's lighters when I have lost mine . . . and it is such a huge problem I am the one who catches myself as I do it and give it back. Only have this issue with lighters.
I have a problem steppin on cracks. I played that game waaay too much walking around my concrete neighborhood. I walk funny unless I make myself NOT avoid the cracks.
When I listen to the blues it makes me warm inside. It makes me smile a real smile and puts me in a good mood. It truly makes me happy to listen to it. Reminds me of one of my happiest moments in a dark club in Chicago watching my hero play on stage.
I have an allergy to status based material things. I am that against brand names and wealth implying possessions. It nauseates me to see waste and luxury in this world. I avoid shallow and snobby people for my/their health.
I am losing the battle hanging onto my goldness. Hope is a hard thing to hang onto.
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Stay Gold.
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