dated
i am obsessed with dates; not “romantic” dates, but literally days of the month. i must start or stop something on a specific date and i will make dates significant by adding and subtracting the days together so they can equal or come out to a number used in the date. crazy thing is: i hate math.








I’m the same way about most numerals that come up in everyday life. I was awful at math in school and have never enjoyed practical situations where it seems apparent i ought to have paid more attention in algebra. But if i find myself in a situation where I need to go to the store an buy 4 of something, I’ll spend the whole way there thinking of how to turn 4 into an appropriate amount. Obviously 4 is not a friendly number for me, and these type of things cause me to take many minutes out of my day to say to myself, “I know I have to buy 4 rolls of paper towels. But I can’t buy 3 and I can’t buy 5. Oh, but paper towels are a square shape, with 4 corners on each one, and that is permissible.” It’s unnessecary, but I feel satisfaction when I’ve whittled my justification down to the perfect equation.