Life is Like...

...the Sunday crossword puzzle. I do it in ink, which probably isn't smart, but that's just me. Perhaps a hallmark of my stubborn, jump in without fully thinking it through issue. Which means the result is messy yet colorful. Messy because I don't always get it right the first time, I'm bound to make mistakes. With any luck, I make different mistakes so it becomes a learning opportunity. Colorful because I have a penchant for writing in pink or turquoise or purple, sort of how I dress in an overaccessorized fashion with a hippie rainbow of color. Meaning that I don't blend in, even when I try to. Eventually I do get it right, leaving an obvious trail of trial and error in my wake. Evidence of the fact that I'm an open book as well as a terrible liar. I desperately hope that these traits and quirks are part of my charm, since I am not likely to change all that much. If you're looking for boring and predictable, I'm probably not your girl.