Complexities

Sometimes I tend to be someone else in silent encounters with strangers.

I find it astonishing when I can mentally stimulate those that have more experience/wisdom/time in life than I have.

I feel most comfortable singing in deeper pitches.

I always tend to be attracted to very logical [or Vulcan] types of men. I think this is because I associate this with intelligence, being analytical. Analytic people are probably my favorites. They can be hard work, but they are far more interesting and stimulating.

I have this profound love and enjoyment for watching things sleep. People, animals, anything. It warms my heart and makes me laugh or smile uncontrollably.

Although I do have a staring problem with some things, I pay people the respect by not staring too much. Because I know how it feels.

I'm an "old soul" in terms of wisdom, intellect, an analytical mind, etc. but I'm a "young soul" in terms of my appreciating and looking at the little things. The simple pleasures in life.

I'm a hopeful romantic.

What makes me attracted to neurotic people? Real life people and fictional characters. Is it because it makes them complex? Perhaps.

A majority of children's cereal boxes display characters that always have their arms open and mouths open. As if to say "Come here so I can nom on you!" What the hell?

It would be awesome if I had the money in the world [or the profession] to buy paid program products just to test them and see if they're bullshit or not.

I would love to work with Body Worlds.

Is it odd that I have the romanticized view of hanging out in a laundry mat. Well I enjoy it, even if there's no romance involved.

Hearing Damien Rice's "The Blower's Daughter" always makes me want to watch the film Closer.

Lately I've had a strong desire to play video games and board games. I truly do enjoy them.

U2's "Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" still to affects me to this day.

Sometimes seeing wounds on dogs in life and movies disturbs me more than wounds on humans.

I hate paraphrased subtitles.

I find myself imagining movie or show scenes when I hear songs. Songs that would fit so perfectly.

I whimper when I see beautiful cars. Even if I'm alone.