This is me, currently.

Lindsay 101

Pisces. Creative. Educated. I have not used any of my college degrees in the professional world. Orange. Birds and cats. Meditation.  Astronomy. Unconditional love. Led Zeppelin. Tea. Experienced. Both. Easily Amused. Undergrad. Open. Mindfulness. Mental health awareness. Colors. I live in such a fantasy world that my only escape is through factual science. 1970s. Fashion. Tattooed. Social Media. One toke over the line. Addictive. Only Child. Attention whore. I spent the last two years of my twenties forcing myself to learn how to be alone with my thoughts. Curious. Athletic. Obese.  Affectionate. I eat mostly raw and whole foods but I under eat and understand the reasons for my weight. Inappropriate. Blonde. Stacked. They are real. Manipulative. Love me, leave me alone. Missing. I’ve been arrested once, on a first date, with my husband. Day dreamer. Obvious. Over-whelmed. I battled my eating disorder and won while still going to school and working full time before I was twentyone years old.  Night owl. Spontaneous. Always prepared. Intense. You’re assuming the wrong eating disorder and most likely need to educate yourself. Ridiculous. Insecure. I am usually the only one laughing. Dyslexic. Determined. Depressed. Fighter. I went back to college to study nutrition because I had no idea how normal people ate.  Make love, not war. Patriotic. I spent my first years after high school writing songs, playing guitar and piano, studying music theory and recording when possible. Singer. Lover. Confidant farter. Beer. Whiskey. Guns. Concerts. I am unusual and very hard to predict which makes me the target and entertainer of the unstable and I am ok with that.