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Werewolf Tendencies
My voice is hoarse from one night out and I'm starting to think I don't use it enough. I'm not a vampire, I'm a werewolf. I'm in love with the night sky and everything in it but I'm in love with the daylight too. And sometimes, night feels best on my own. I like those moments. Late night / early morning. When everything is still and silent. If I had it my way, I'd never sleep.

Artists & Web Design
I'm not esoteric enough to be an Artist. Or weird enough. Or skilled enough. I am only obsessed, and occassionally at that. Truth be told, I'm quite boring. Especially on this site. Should I explain myself in a more roundabout, whimsical way? Should I make each page more fun? Probably, but I don't know how to. Websites are art. Many people who make them are Artists. I'm mesmerised by so many sites, curious towards so many webmasters. They make themselves distinctly known. I don't think my site reaches that kind of independent expression. I like the design, but the page descriptions leave no room to be strange or mysterious or raise questions. Instead, they are blunt and bland. "This is the commonplace. People should keep one. This is the compendium. Sources listed." I describe each page exactly how it is. I'm a lowercase-a artist. Maybe one day I'll figure out how to be something more.

Unexplained Science
I think the paranormal is absolutely real. It's just unexplained science (and yes, I'm religious. To me, religion and science are intrinsically linked). My family has had many experiences with the paranormal. My sister especially. Mum's a sceptic, though, probably because when she was a child, the neighbours believed their son was possessed. She heard the screams as his parents gave him a heat-based exorcism. Turns out he just had a fever.

TV
Sometimes, I read a show's wiki fandom page instead of watching it. I find it more fun at times.

Another Soul
As a teenager, I thought I was the reincarnation of someone who hadn't fulfilled their dream of becoming a writer. Their death was very close to my birth. I was convinced that if I did not write, I would also reincarnate, and that would repeat until somewhere down the line we finally do what we were put on this earth to do. I don't believe that anymore, but I should probably still write.

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