I Don’t Want to Deal With Anyone–Even Someone Perfect!

I wish I could ask someone to do it for me but I'm glad I don't have to dealwith anyone so this is the price I pay for not wanting to deal with people. I mean, if I had a perfect person to do this for me, they'd have to get my card, drive there, pick it up, drive back here, and drive back home and also there'd be talk time with me. It could take 1/2 hour to 1 hour of someone's time depending on how far they lived. And, most importantly, I'd have to deal with that person for 10-30 minutes and I don't want to deal with anyone--even 10 minutes with someone perfect!

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Asking Questions

In the third grade, I received an award for "Asking Questions". That teacher had me pegged. While other kids got awards for "holding my hand during recess" and "playing matchbox cars" (each kid in the class got an individual award), I was a philosopher even back thenβ€”a spacewoman jettisoning through the space of her cerebral matter wanting to know, to discover, to experience everything.