[Deliberately stream-of-consciousness, I'm not going to edit this cause I might leave out something important if I do. I have videos uploaded on the youtube channel that's in the link halfway down the page]
I'm listening to this:
my ramen noodles are in the microwave and they're gonna get cold if I don't grab them soon
I'm feeling suddenly like I've been masquerading as an intuitive type but I suspect that I'm actually more Se than I care to admit. When I was a kid, I moved a lot and so I was usually the new kid. I was exciting and made lots of friends...until they got to know me, and then they just thought I was weird. It was fun having the attention all the time, though. Even when people were scared of me because I brought my tarot cards in, even when I got expelled for breaking into the teacher's desk in 5th grade after he took my magic rocks.
But I've grown from that, haven't I? I've matured and figured stuff out and I've learned lessons and I think before I act now. Who the fuck am I and who are all of you because I can't get my Fi to stay calibrated and I'm drawing up schematics for socionics functions on note cards every few days because I'll have some new revelation about someone I've known for years, and then the world tilts and moves and I have no idea what my place is in all of this. I feel like I am the only person who knows what's going on, but I just can't get my footing in anywhere to *do* something about it all. The people who I think *should* be doing something are all so tired or stuck in a virtual world that I can't get anyone to wake up.
If I could just get everyone to wake up and see who they are and what they're capable of. I just can't find solid ground.
There's one guy coming over tonight that is gonna pick up his bank card cause he left it in my wallet and was gonna buy my gas after I drove him to the ER last night but we both forgot and left it there. Then, my other friend is coming over to drop off his rat that I'll be watching while he goes out of town for a week. Today, I'm convinced I'm in love with him and maybe that I always have been. How could I not have seen it all along? The way I always try to make the place look more comfortable whenever he has a reason to be here. The first guy is gonna wanna talk about his feelings and how thankful he is that I took him to the ER last night, and I know that stuff already. I know he appreciates it, I don't need to hear about his feelings for an hour about it. Just please put gas in my car and let's talk about something fun and maybe I'll have a chance to figure out how I'm going to pay my rent before they file an eviction with the court on 5/15.