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October 1st: things i learned about myself this summer

 . i have varicose veins on my inner right ankle

. sometimes when i think im hungry im actually thirsty

. my voice can only last about 10 hours before it gets hoarse

. daily bananas are good for body+brain

. i carry tension in my shoulders

. my feet feel best when they are bare

. good quality socks are actually really important

. i need chapstick before bed (and handlotion)

. it feels better to read than scroll (duh. but sometimes its hard)

. ice cream mostly tastes good when its homemade.

. short hair is practical, yet challenging to style

. i always feel better when im outside

. i can widthstand extremely hot temperatures (but with get a rash if i don't wipe the sweat away)

. i hate conspiracy theories

.i shake with anxiety when its too loud in the morning

. a happy dance always helps

. my pimples emerge when im stressed

. my bowel movements become unpredictable when im stressed

.im bloated when im stressed

.fresh flowers help

.the sound of the ocean balances my nervous system

.laughing 

.jumping up and down after a burn minimizes the pain

.i am capable of mutitasking and prioritizing things

.sometimes my memory is great, and sometimes its not (i remember that specific order from months ago but not that the thing in front of me is sub fries)

.Yes! i can actually only dirty 5 dishes a day (morning coffee and meal prep container)

.i have taste that a lot of people dont like

. my age makes many perceive me as incapable (best to not tell anyone)

.changes in routine break monotony SIGNIFICANTLY

.im tall to other women

.im short to other men

.air dried clothes feel better but take forvever to do and weather SUCKS!

.i like my smile

.i hate my double chin

.i have a lot to work on but i have come a long way



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