Today I discovered that when I talk on the phone with someone and they start whispering for whatever reason taking place on their end, I begin to whisper too.
I have no idea why I do this.
I think it has something to do with wanting to be on their level. Like if I talk louder than they're capable of I'm just obnoxious and ignorant toward their predicament.
I'm starting to figure out what being myself actually means.
So far I know it has to do with baking chocolate chip cookies with no makeup on and dancing around the kitchen.
Let's not exclude singing into the cookie dough covered spoon like a lunatic.
Life is delicious.
Oh, here's another tidbit of self-discovery for you: I've decided I am in love with John Krasinski.
And I don't mean Hollywood crush type of love, I mean I might ACTUALLY be in love.
Confusing, I know. I love his voice.
I also love the song French Navy by Camera Obscura.
Go on, go have a listen.
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