feelings

It's going to be okay. It has to be.

I'm so scared.

I don't know how to feel or think.

I want to ask why, but I probably shouldn't. That will just send me down a path that I can't afford to travel.

I'm scared.

quirks

I can't sleep with the blinds drawn.

I always eat chips or candy with my left hand.

When I'm excited, I walk on my tippy-toes.

I edit as I write. I can't go back and fix it later.

I don't like sugar in my tea.

Speaking of tea, I have special mugs for coffee, tea, and hot chocolate.

When I'm concentrating, I chew on the inside of my lip.

When I'm hungry, I chew on the inside of my cheeks.

I change my handwriting frequently.

I can't wear socks when I'm on my period.

I'm messy, but my mess has to be lined up just so. Slightly OCD.

I can't hold more than four tasks in my head at a time.

Whenever I look at the night sky, I always try to find my friend the Little Dipper.

I can't stand symmetry.

I'm afraid to make a wish on a shooting star.