My favourite part of dealing with money, for one, because I tend to twist things to benefit all related parties best. Intricacies like that almost enthrall me. But I’m content to just weave through the one that is life.
Reading a 291956-word story in three days is nothing – hardly an accomplishment to me, but each minute is an exquisite moment removed from time. Writing one requires more time, and more creativity, but is also more worth it. Swimming through it all isn’t quite as much fun as swimming through water either, though I could do without the chlorine smell from pools. Au naturale on the other hand is accpetable, until I start getting unbareably itchy.
And if anyone ever asks, my brother is a little brat who stole all my tears, the crybaby. I still adore him nonetheless, and could spend hours just watching him grow up. Should record more of that; more pictures in general, what with all the beauty that may disappear any moment. All those birds and insects in my garden especially.
If you are confused, please refer to the About ME to understand my methodology, as it is with most of my blogs in any case.
