Over the past 6 months or so I’ve come to realise how much of a child I still am and probably will always be. I find it difficult to take most situations seriously even though I know how serious it may be/is.
I like toys. I mean I really like toys. If I could I’d sit and play with Lego and Harry Potter, Star Wars and X-Men “action figures” for the rest of my life.
I also fail to understand strong emotions e.g. love, romance, etc. I mean, I understand them; I just can’t grasp the idea of actually using these emotions in a constructive manner. The thought of anyone even considering something beyond holding hands makes me think “Eww! My mind has been raped!”. If I ever have the displeasure of witnessing such an event it usually results in me quickly finding someone else to look at/talk to while the perpetrators suck face and then afterwards me not being able to look at them the same for at least an hour depending on the level of gross my eyes we exposed to.
If only there was some way to remove all emotions so that people like myself would never have to view such displays of affection… Actually, that’s probably a bad idea. I’d rather the human race didn’t become Cybermen or Daleks.
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