ENFP, just like Barney from The Simpsons, according to the interwebz.
Gimme some live music, some flowing-like-wine conversation, and some art, and I'd say life is pretty damn good.
I throw monthly events with my artist collective and best damn friends. We feature emerging writers, visual artists, musicians, and comedians at a local venue, and it's always the best night of my month. If you want to make me sa-woon, tell me what ways you create.
Anything Vonnegut. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. David Sedaris. One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Rant. Raymond Carver. Guante. e.e. cummings. Rupi Kaur. Cartwheel. The History of Love. This is How You Lose Her. In the Time of Butterflies.
Game of Thrones. Bob's Burgers. South Park. "I do what I want!"
Love & Mercy. Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Chico & Rita. Birdman. The Great Gatsby. Chicago. Hugo.
How lucky I am to have such 10/10 people in my life.
How if I just woke up one hour earlier I could write, meditate, and exercise all before work. But then I remember that my sleeping self is an asshole, and won't be tricked into becoming a morning person.
Can I blame Mercury Retrograde for this?