I just desperately do not understand what makes me tick. I find things I think I enjoy, and then I blink and I hate them so much it turns my stomach. I find things I think I hate, and then I blink and I’m in a better mood because I have to do them.
It’s like my emotions are ENTIRELY disconnected to any external influence. SO AGGRAVATING. Or maybe tragic? Maybe I should cry over this. Or be stoic. Or alternatively, I could laugh!
I JUST DON’T KNOW WHICH ONE.
In other news, this is a very cool stop-motion video.