Can you like your neuroses best?

I like tests. I especially like standardized tests. I like them because I test well. [i] Who doesn’t enjoy doing things they excel at? It’s not a particularly useful skill, testing well, and it doesn’t translate to the real world in any practical way. Upon reflection, I’m not even sure why I like them – the results, at least until university, singled me out and … Continue reading Can you like your neuroses best?

My dreams aren’t that memorable.

My dreams aren’t particularly memorable. At least, that’s what I assume; I don’t remember them when I wake. Adulthood has made them boring. I know I dream despite drawing memory blanks because I haven’t gone insane, an unfortunate side-effect of an inability to reach REM sleep. [i] I no longer have the nightmare problems I had as a child. When I was eight, and then … Continue reading My dreams aren’t that memorable.