I don't think that anyone can really understand anything until it's understood on a cellular, emotional level.
I quite enjoy cooking but I'm not consistent. I can't follow the recipe book. If something goes well, I'll never make it again, which is completely stupid. It's a one-shot kind of deal.
If you act scared, your body produces adrenaline.
As a child I loved ghost stories.
When I was 22, I thought I couldn't wear heels because of my height.
No family is sane, is it?