Are you really still reading?
Ok, I read a lot, have speakers set up in every room of the house and auxillary cords in both vehicles, so I can always plug my phone in and turn Pandora on. I spend too much time driving. I stop and notice beauty in small details often. I laugh hysterically at nonsense, don't sleep enough, love the ocean, go to class, take my laptop to Starbucks to write, and am happier when it's raining. I maintain a lot of long distance friendships and a few local ones, but often wish I had more people to hang out with nearby. Hard to fit it all in, though - my schedule gets hectic and then I want to talk in the middle of the night.
I'm from Key West, adore water in all forms, have a mermaid fascination, and inherited a love of rum. My nose is pierced, most of my clothes are black, and I try to keep fresh flowers around as much as possible. I'm kind of a gross, zit-popping, calloused foot sort of girl who talks about her periods. I'm also pretty direct and extremely honest. I tend to talk with a mixture of big vocabulary, poetic phrasing, and curse words, all punctuated by too many "like"s.
I'm drawn to the ritual and lovely ancient qualities of Catholicism, and I adore the idea of worship and Mass - and there are situations that make me instinctively want very much to pray...but the reality is I can't deal with the Church's teachings on sex, or on many other things. I love science and freedom and, thusly, am sometimes burdened by unfulfilled spiritual yearning.
I crave intensity all the time.
I read in someone's profile recently that they identified as a "sustainable hedonist," or tried to indulge in "sustainable hedonism" - I like that. I like it a lot. I'm stealing it. Sorry, whoever that was :)