I am not the sweetest, but I am often thoughtful.
I will serve you something warm and surprise you with something small.
I am a giver of advice, which is sometimes unsolicited.
I am someone who wets her pants from laughter and sheds tears of joy. If you make me laugh you’ll have me at hello.
I am a reader of things above my intellect, and I indulge in things that are beneath me. I am smarter than I know but not as smart as I act.
I pretend to be a drummer but am really a sucker for lead guitar. I sing in the car, but only when I am alone.
I am quirky, meticulous, relentless. I am my own darkness and light.
I love brown, grey, and white. The smell of rosemary and the taste of brussels sprouts.
I sometimes think with my nose and follow my mind instead of my heart.
I am a runner, tortured by utkatasana. In my nightmares I run in place, but in my dreams I run fast and sometimes fly.
I need good Mexican food and daily alone time.
I am obsessed with regularity.
I am a mother, wife, supporter, sister, daughter, friend and introvert.
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So hum is part of a Sanskrit derivative that can be loosely translated as “I am me.”