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I am sitting here in the cafe listening to this one girl tell her friends how she MUST have a little bit of ADD because she took all the little chocolate easter eggs out of the candy dish and organized them by color. (Apparently, this was an idle moment, and not a project.)
"My boyfriend was like, 'This explains SO MUCH.'"
Her friend says, "Wow, are you a Virgo?"
I'm writing this so I don't butt into the conversation and say, "You mean, most of the people YOU know have never done that? This is something to tell a STORY about?"
I started before I was three. I counted the pages in the longest book I had. Yes, I know they're numbered. It was a book of children's stories, one for every day of the year. I wanted to see if there was one every page or what, you know, how did they match up, day of the year to page of the book. I might have already been three, but definitely not older than that, because when I was four, we lived somewhere else.
"My boyfriend was like, 'This explains SO MUCH.'"
Her friend says, "Wow, are you a Virgo?"
I'm writing this so I don't butt into the conversation and say, "You mean, most of the people YOU know have never done that? This is something to tell a STORY about?"
I started before I was three. I counted the pages in the longest book I had. Yes, I know they're numbered. It was a book of children's stories, one for every day of the year. I wanted to see if there was one every page or what, you know, how did they match up, day of the year to page of the book. I might have already been three, but definitely not older than that, because when I was four, we lived somewhere else.
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