Done: Being silly in real life

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One of the things I'm kind of proud is being as silly in real life as I'm in my head. Despite my air of nonchalance I'm actually quite controlled.

The thing is my way of communicating is often complex (you can tell I'm one of those people that ramble a lot) and when I am at my most humorous I'm sarcastic. I'm often concerned about things like my accent, my word choice and what face I'm making. That zaps away a part of my personality that is less concerned with being an adequate communicator or a gifted verbal jouster and more into laughing at something, someone or myself.

Tagging Along

 

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The other day I was thinking about all the things on my list that I have done and I have not written about yet. What grabbed my attention was one extraordinary activity that I do not think was on my original list.

I'm talking about skydiving. Yeah, me. The one that cries in airplanes (yes I know I cry a lot) gasping for air a couple of miles mid-air strapped to a guy met 10 minutes earlier. If you want to be more precise, imagine that said guy looks and acts as if under the influence of methamphetamines. Yey!

It all started last year when I ran out of ideas of interesting gifts for my partner in crime. He is one of those guys who enjoys riding down-hill on a mountain with a bike and no brakes, so I thought this would be the kind of activity for his to-do before 30.

Why I broke up with perfect.

 

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This is a blog that started a little odd. I was thinking of the many things I felt I had to do before I turned 30. As if at 30, my destiny was to shrivel into a pile of dust.

The reason I thought I had this list, was the same reason you take lists grocery shopping or when you need step-by-step instructions on how to set up an Ikea dresser. Sane people would say you make checklists to avoid forgetting, crazy people like me make them to fuel a hungry fire, perfection I call it.

It started very innocently, I started writing and thinking, and as a result added many lines to the index , some where challenges that were very dear to my heart, quests that I wanted to experience, fun still to be had. On the other hand, perfection was writing its own list and tagging it along to mine.