* There’s a Calvin-esque part of me that emerges after rain storms. I see a big puddle and I just feel the need to jump.
* There’s another part of me that hopes for some sort of time or place travel to occur when I splash into dark puddles.
* I can’t kill bugs that crunch. Doing so just creeps me out.
* I like hot tea and iced tea, but I don’t like when hot tea goes cold.
* Two years ago, my eye doctor said I needed bifocals. Despite my reservations (which foolishly involved me feeling old), I took her advice and bought a pair. When it was time to renew my prescription, I explained that my eyes had never really adapted to the bifocals and that I wanted straight specs instead. Turns out, she was right and I was wrong, and that’s why I’ve spent the past year squinting and removing my glasses to read anything.
