If you’ve followed my blog for any amount of time, you might’ve noticed a nice “Reflections” tab, where I’ve dedicated a space to writing. I have musings, thoughts, poetic scribbles, and scrambles of my editorial past. My vanity as a writer is typed up in this section, and it’s an area I like to fill.
When I was asked to come up with a list of words to describe myself, it fell nicely under Reflections.
Who am I? What do I like? How do I feel? This is kind of My Thing. #ThanksBill. I’ve got plenty of traits and characteristics ready to overthink, then share.
5 Words To Describe Me
Painfully so. My self-awareness jumps out to me, because I often feel so calculated and anxious. I know how I present myself, my tone of voice, how I take up space on the sidewalk, the volume of my sneeze, and how annoying my pandering “read my blog” tweets can be. I am self-aware to a fault, because I’m almost over-analyzing my every move.
Fun fact: I’m aware of others, too. Chewing, deep breathing, moods, tone, pace, behaviors, you name it. I’m paying attention. Sometimes it’s a curse, but I can’t help but notice things, big and small.
Perhaps my proudest trait, I have empathy coursing through my veins. Though I sometimes wish that I didn’t automatically consider everyone’s feelings and circumstance and perspective, I wouldn’t trade my compassion for anything. I know that my character has been built on understanding, and I’m more than okay with that.
Soft sums me up in different ways, covering a lot of ground. First, I’m a little sensitive. I have a soft inner shell, with a breakable exterior. I don’t cry very often, but I feel very deeply. It’s taken a long time for me to be comfortable with confrontation (I understand that it’s necessary and important, but it still makes my skin crawl sometimes), and I have a peace-keeping nature. Second, I am kind. I think that my words have a softness and a comfort, because I want others to feel warmth. Last, I am on the quiet side. My introverted nature often feels like a soft whisper among loud-spirited energies, unless I’m surrounded by those who know me well.
When I say even, it’s probably because I can’t think of a better way to describe my brain orientation. Here’s what I mean: I am incredibly artistic and creative. At the same time, I’ve always been logical and allow straight lines to define my thinking. Is writing my favorite thing? Sure. But I was advanced in math, too. As much of a dreamer as I can be, I’m goal-oriented on a day-to-day basis. I think I’m even, though many people might not realize it.
When I want something, I do everything in my power to get it done. I want it accomplished, usually as quickly as possible. If I want a clean house, I’ll drop whatever I’m doing and won’t stop until I’m satisfied. When I write, I’ll go and go without breaks until I have finished. I find myself consumed with finish lines and goals, and make them a priority. If I have the energy, my motivation comes with the idea of completion. I am driven, and thrive when I check things off my lists, big and small.
Now, for our lightning round, here are a random assortments of faves.
- animal: pig
- restaurant: Tomasitas
- airport: DIA
- weekend activity: hot springs
- food: spaghetti
- sport: baseball
- cuisine: Mexican food, though Indian food is a close second
- day: 9/16/17
- tv show: (gasp! too hard for just one) Jane the Virgin, the Office, Parks & Rec, Game of Thrones
- date: travel/weekend trip
- dream: writing a novel
- color: blue
Thanks for tuning in to this special edition of over-sharing on the internet.