I suppose you could say that I have a bit of an addictive
personality. I tend to get really
fixated on certain things for a period of time.
Especially puzzles and challenges.
Sometimes I get on a Sudoku kick and I am constantly
envisioning the numbers 1 through 9 and trying to sort them in my head.
When I got my first phone, I was determined to get the hang
of T9 texting and was mentally typing everything I said and heard.
At times that I‘ve been into nonograms, every grid I see
becomes picture to be coloured in.
During the initial Facebook craze, I was constantly attempting to form every idea
and experience into a like-worthy status update.
So what does it say about me now that my daydreams are filled with thoughts of wiping dirty bums?
So what does it say about me now that my daydreams are filled with thoughts of wiping dirty bums?
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