[Brooklyn Trees]

When I was little, I believed that ghosts existed everywhere that there was shadow, and they could not see, touch, or otherwise sense you if you held your breath. This led to six year old me standing at the edge of the light in one room, holding my breath and running across the house into another room with light and slamming the door.

I have very strange dreams.

I like to use words that are not verbs as verbs. I apparently inherited this from my mother, who — since I began Roleplaying here — began referring to Roleplaying as “Warriorcatting”.

A part of the brain that does a thing called holistic processing doesn’t really work all that well in my brain, so sometimes I can recognize people and other times I am prosopagnosic. I don’t know if this is a form of prosopagnosia or not, but I’m not sure if I will find out or not.

I call my religion “undefined” because I’m too confused about how to figure out what I believe in.