my name backwards spells assilem (asylum),which makes sense given the types of personalities i often attract. i am a leo, rawr lion. i was born as a middle child, i am a twin, fraternal that is. i've lived in 6 different cities, 4 provinces & 1 state. one of my mottos would be home is where my feet are. i enjoy taking trips alone and talking to strangers even though combining those two aren't always a good idea. i believe in second chances, intuitions, ghosts & karma. ever since a young age i have harvested the ability to make the mundane hilarious even though most times it's just me laughing like a jackass at my own jokes.
the one thing i dislike about bigger cities is the lack of hugs. i get excited over small things & love high fives. i wear my shoes until they are so worn out that i can see through em & i won't throw em out until baby powder can't mask the smell. i only do my laundry when i run out of clean underwear. often i resort to picking outfits from an ambigious pile off my floor & in most cases i rely on the sniff test. i'd describe my style as "clearance bin chaos" because all the sale clothes i get are usually the stuff no one else wanted to wear, unique by virtue of rejection i suppose.
i'm pretty much vegetarian except for my tendency to eat fish & the odd chicken wing. i drink at least two cups of tea a day. my favorite bevvies are apple juice, chai, shirley temples & white russians. i hate kraft dinner, avacadoes, beef, pop and styrafoam. i bake excellent cookies and am fairly artistic. sometimes i talk so fast that i keep talking instead of waiting for my thoughts to catch up with my words. my bags always have extra food, a notebook & pen and something to read or listen to. i am always up for a good story.
i prefer to be busy, but i like solitude. i try to write something everyday. my best ideas happen at night time. i love naps so much. i dream in vivid colors & sometimes have a hard time remembering if things happened in dreams or waking life. i really hate finding things in my dreams & then trying to find them the next day in real life & whatever it is not being there, it's such a piss off.
although i don't really collect any one thing in particular right now i am noticing the tendency to buy tea pots, grandma style knick nacs, folk art & cheap antiques. somedays i feel like i could run a successful business based on the sheer fact that i am an excellent bargain hunter. almost everything i wear is either on sale or thrifted, i brag about how much i save. & if i won a million dollars i'd want to be paid in loonies.
i don't care what you have, i care what you do, more importantly who you are through your actions. i love potlucks, open mics, free events & just hanging out. most days i'm just one of the dudes & i'm cool with it most of the time. i'd like to think my guy friends think of me as not the typical. i am a good listener & try to keep in touch with as many people as i can. i prefer snail mail, but emails are cool too.
i think it's important to keep a diary, to be able to record your thoughts, ideas and fears so that one day you may look back & see the frame work of your own thoughts & compare the changes. there are many events that help us evolve, and many sources of influence that should be remembered. growing up for the most part is letting go, whether that means people, habits & living on a safety net. ah yes, but life is so much easier with training wheels on.
"it has been stupidly difficult to let go, but that is what has been needed. i had allowed myself to get overanxious, clutching at what seemed sure to pass, and clutching is the surest way to murder love, as if it were a kitten, not to be squeezed so hard, or a flower to fade in a tight hand. letting go, i have come back yesterday and today to a sense of my life here in all it's riches, depth, freedom and soul-making" -a journal of solitude, by may sarton