list 43 things that make me, me

...that I never have enough time to pursue even a quarter of those interests. Really. I’m never bored. Stressed yes, a lot off late, but not bored. I ALWAYS have a million lovely, great things to do with my time. Like playing tin whistle. Or knitting. Or writing. Or reading about history. Or, say, chemistry. Or drawing. Or camping. You get the picture.

I take care of people. I can’t stand it when my friends are sad or down or angry… or cold… or ANYTHING. I have to FIX things. If I can’t fix it, I get FRUSTRATED.

Just to note, I’m not your regular control freak. I don’t have to control the situation. I’m not even nosy. It just really REALLY pains me not to be able to do something for someone. ANYTHING.

... and that’s a damn paradox. But that’s how it is.

This is not an overstatement, not an exaggeration. I simply can’t. I CAN’T.

I feel guilt about everything badd that happens, to anyone, no matter if I could have changed it or not, no matter if it was my responsibility or not. I hate that.

who knows!

probably before I was nine or ten years of age, anyway, I’ve known that I wanted “Here Comes the Sun” played at my funeral.

I’ve also always thought that I would die young.

not in order (for now)

A good listener
A good friend
A dreamer
A hoarder – not a good thing, and part of what makes my house
untidy!
Kind of lazy!
Get bogged down in details sometimes
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1. err… OK I’ll have to work on this one!

I am a confirmed, hopeless morning person. I wake up bubbly and cheerful every day. Can’t help it, nor do I want to (‘cept that it irritates the heck out of non-morning people :o)