I’ll be thirty nine in thirty two days.

Yes.

Yes, I remember life before the internet.

I remember being thirsty for knowledge as a youngling. My addiction to book was well-founded in the dusty stacks of the library, where there was one, maybe two computers. Or word processors. I remember days before cell phones, too.

I’m not “old”, in my mind. I’m older. There is a marked difference.

I am so certain that I have answered this previously.

I’m good at many things, but mostly crochet, making people laugh, and making snickerdoodles.

It boils down, honestly, to financial stability. All else is icing on the cake.

As a child, it was a copy of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass and What She Found There.

It was from the 1920s.

I have several collections. Primarily, I collect playing cards and tarot cards. I used to collect snow globes, but they broke in moves or got lost in transit.

Well, I believe I have already answered this , but what’s the harm in putting thought into it again?

I want to leave behind a legacy of compassion, kindness, generosity, and creativity.

Well, if Im honest, the cold weather is part of the reason I moved away from Florida. Well, that and the political landscape changing for the scary.

But I love cold weather. I love snow, except driving in it. And both autumn and winter are favored seasons. I’m not crazy about spring, aka pollen o’clock, nor summer.

Also, aim heat and sun sensitive since I’m on antidepressants. Which is a not so fun side effect I found out the hard way.

I haven’t broken anything but knuckles, to my knowledge. And even then, I’m not sure they were broken. So, I guess not?

Simply. I leave work stress at work and strive to keep my personal life out of work because I am always afraid of things like my mental illness or neurospicy tendencies being weaponized against me.

I’m not comfortable showing my hand in this particular emotional poker game. Those that truly know me know what I’ve given up for family, for self betterment, and for survival.

Most at work would likely say “leader”.

Most who know me off the clock would say “follower”.

I personally would describe myself as a wanderer.