I occasionally fall asleep wearing my contacts and wake up thinking, for the briefest of moments, that I can see. Which is to say, in a weird way, I'm mad optimistic.
ENFP who'd just as soon move to Berlin, grow tomatoes, and write a couple Pulitzer-winning novels.
I spend most of my nights making pickles and scheming to score a job with John Oliver.
Speaking of balance, I never fall down. Reflexes like a jungle cat.
Movies: MAD MAX, Lost in Translation, anything by the Coen Brothers, The Royal Tenenbaums, Drive, Interstellar, Glengarry Glen Ross, Boogie Nights.
Shows: All of the Golden Age of Television shows we're supposed to like, plus King of the Hill and Top Gear.
Music (of late): Biebs (yup), Kendrick, Disclosure, Chvrches, Explosions in the Sky.
Food: Basically everything, but especially anything you can get at Pies and Thighs.
All of the books
Last Week Tonight
Hand cut dovetail joinery.