Sometimes when I'm with a group of people I feel lonely.
I bite my fingernails.
I enjoy shopping by myself.
I like driving with the windows down. Even it it means I have to turn on the heat.
Dogs make me happy.
Painting relaxes me.
Over time things just get more intricate.
I like to think I'm a deep thinker, but in reality I rarely contemplate anything of significant importance.
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I am a deep thinker, but when it comes to talking out loud, it doesn't work. My brain is too fast for my mouth. I can only really get it out when I am talking to Pete because he really takes his time when speaking. It slows me down. Weird, I know.
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