Because I feel like it.
1. When I’m at the piano, I’m inclined to play the treble clef with my left hand, even though you’re generally supposed to use your right hand for treble clef and left hand for bass clef, and you’d think that would just become habit. I’m not certain why this happens, because I’m right-handed, but it seems most natural to me to play the treble clef with the left hand.
b. I have this weird sense of detachment from my first name. It’s nothing serious, but I keep looking for a word that describes my soul, and of course nothing does. Unfortunately humans don’t seem capable of capturing a soul in one word.
3. Water makes me feel more at home than land, even though I rarely am able to go swimming. I’ve stood at my window before and tried to feel the ocean 30 miles away. Sometimes I pretend I can.
d. My first best friends were characters in books. I used to cry when I thought about how the characters weren’t real.
5. Some numbers and letters have personalities. 3 has a cruel sense of humor. 9 is polite, noble, and dark. 6 is flighty but impassioned. “I” worries, and “U” is sad, empty.
f. I still get my right and left mixed up. If someone asks me to turn left, I actually have to think for a second. (Somehow, I still have a decent sense of direction. I usually know how to go back the way I came.) As strange as it sounds, I know how left and right feel, but when you give me words with which to associate them, it throws me off for a split second. To creep you out even further, when I say I know how left and right feel, I kind of actually mean that I know who left and right are.
7. In the winter and autumn I become sleepy really early and am wide awake really early. In the spring and summer I become sleepy really late and wake up really late. I sleep so little during these seasons that I’m awake most of the time. Don’t ask me why it works this way.
h. I’m really conversational (if I like you, which I probably will) and pretty outgoing, but I’m a quiet person to live with.