Curiosity killed the cat but I imagine he died happy. New to this whole synchronicity thing.
Let’s fill this in then… My name’s Ben, 29 year old trans boy, I live in Cardiff, Wales in a terraced house with a glass front door. (Why, Mr landlord, why would you do that?) which means I can often be found running naked up the stairs after a shower, trying to hide my derriere.
I have varied interests, psychology, music, a degree in biochemistry, ex-stained glass artist, used to be a jeweller. Um what else… I have Ulcerative Colitis so I eat a lot of junk food and take a heck of a lot of medications and most of the time my head can’t be found in the same place as my body, it’s off elsewhere!
I’m very curious about the world, I’m interested in dreams, the unconscious, art, what makes people (including myself) tick. I haven’t found out yet.
I do like ladies, did I mention that?
I overthink everything. Am often depressed.
I like A LOT of different types of music. I enjoy playing the guitar and love playing the piano, well, I did until my dad sold mine. I thought I was a scientist but then out of nowhere came this need to be creative. I’m at my happiest when being creative, but I’m technically minded. And sometimes I get urges to… do maths, and science, and confuse myself.
I basically, don’t have a clue who I am. I’m a lost little sheep that gets distracted, follows things, ooohhh. Then something else comes along. Oohhh. Writing this, has been… agony.
I’m literally scrunching up my forehead. So confused.