"You have a poetic sensibility and an ability to see beyond the day to day. You often seem to be living in a higher realm, or to be not-of-this-earth. Occasionally you imagine interior lives for friends and associates that are near-complete fabrications based on your fears or hopes for the future. You are often not aware of your own feelings. You have a strong sense of right and wrong, and because of this are often disappointed. Despite what can sometimes be a destructive inward-turning anger, you are very gentle. You are sometimes a bit out of touch with the ebb and flow of modern life. If your behavior is out of synch with your moral values, a severe psychic disturbance can result. Because connectivity is so important to you, you can become quiet and sulky if you feel that others around do not understand your point of view."
This is the result of a test I took, which I found over at Luis K's blog.
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Saturday, December 5, 2009
When you start reading "sink in" as "skin it"
...then you know something's wrong.
You could be: a) sick; b) extremely sleepy; or c) just plain old fatigued. One could probably add a dozen or so more reasons to the already mentioned, maybe I'm just too lazy (or too sick) to put my brain cells into action.
Either way, I guess it's time to run outside and get some fresh air.
Or, hit the sack and doze off, and this, barely an hour after waking up.
*this post was spurred by my attempt to reread Luis Katigbak's creative nonfiction collection The King of Nothing To Do. "Sink in" appears on the first essay in the book.
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You could be: a) sick; b) extremely sleepy; or c) just plain old fatigued. One could probably add a dozen or so more reasons to the already mentioned, maybe I'm just too lazy (or too sick) to put my brain cells into action.
Either way, I guess it's time to run outside and get some fresh air.
Or, hit the sack and doze off, and this, barely an hour after waking up.
*this post was spurred by my attempt to reread Luis Katigbak's creative nonfiction collection The King of Nothing To Do. "Sink in" appears on the first essay in the book.
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