A Cluttered Mind

There’s a character in the Stormlight Archive series named┬áTaravangian who wakes up every morning with a different IQ (told I would still be thinking about the series weeks after reading it). Basically, he will have an average intelligence for most of the days with it varying slightly, but on rare occasions, he is incredibly stupid…

Sleeping at Last: Four

Kinda random post, also short, but one of my favorites bands is Sleeping at Last. They have been currently making songs about each of the nine Enneagram types. They just finished Four, which is one of the closest types to INFP (type 9 is also pretty close too). It’s a really good song, and it…

Fighting

I trust my emotions too much. As an INFP, with Fi and all my feelings and values I rely heavily on my emotions to make judgments about my surroundings and what decisions I should make. And, in general, it just feels good to wallow in emotion just for the sake of it. Pointless, maybe, but…

Banana Pancakes

I have very fond memories of my childhood. I feel as though I’m one of the few people who remembers a lot from my childhood and how I thought in those times from 2 to 10. I’m probably thinking too highly of myself. Those ages of my life are characterized by early mornings watching PBS…

The Thoughts I Don’t Speak

The many people in my life blur together whenever I think back on my life as I wonder what would have happened if I said what I thought. So many thoughts. So many emotions. Too much to put books, even the clarity of writing would be futile at the vastness of it all. Thoughts buzz…

Ambiguous

My reality remains ambiguous, uncertain, vague. Never knowing, always wondering. Never seeing, always wishing. I worry what others think of me. I worry that if I don’t think right, look right, or seem like I have everything together and an exuberant personality and charm to match my life, people won’t like me. People won’t notice…

A Moment

This is just a random stream of thought I had late at night in the library. The library is loud with a cacophony of colors as people walk around. They are quiet, yet loud with their movement. I should be studying. Instead, I feel sentimental. Nostalgic. Melancholic. Most of the time, I surrender to my…

A Stream of Thoughts – #2 – On Being Unique and Alone

It’s easy to think I’m overly unique. While I’m good at understanding how other people are feeling, it’s easy to isolate myself from the crowd and feel I’m special. Sure, I’m unique, quirky, quiet, but lots of people are. I’ve got my own gifts and ideas that can’t be shared with others. There are a…

The INFP College Experience

My first semester living on campus is almost to a close. Crazy how life-changing 3 months can be. Sorry for the late post, I’ll mention. Felt the need to both write something and reminisce for once on the experiences of the past semester, thus the purpose of this post. Like the title suggests, this post…

Aesthetic

At the college I go to, there is a “cafe” in one of the student centers that has several snacks and drinks for students to buy. Usually if I want to buy something sweet but relatively cheap, I’ll get a glass bottle of soda. My friends will often ask why I’m getting the glass bottle…

The Insincerity of Time

I am constantly surprised by how much I realize about myself as I grow older. Some days, I feel I’m as innocent as a child to the human condition, oblivious to how people think and feel. Other days, I feel wise in comparison to others around me, seeing things and patterns that hardly anyone in…

How I Met Your Mother – Nostalgia & Meaning

A friend recently showed me HIMYM, and as sitcoms go, it is amazing. Each episode is unique, original, and legitimately funny, unlike some sitcoms. How I Met Your Mother is about a guy named Ted Mosby. Father of two kids, he tells them through flashbacks the epic journey he and his four best friends took…