INTP Musings

Kissed my homie. Fell in love.

“I can fix him.” Yes I can. I’m Bob the Builder.

I’m really out here having a one sided conversation with myself everyday

Every day I wake up, short circuit, and drink coffee in no particular order

I may be smart but I’m also, and I cannot stress this enough, very dumb

Becoming an adult INTP means being able to channel your obsessions in a more productive way.

I travel because things make more sense in context.

I'm so bad at reading my and other people's emotions that I've had to set rules for myself. If I suspect someone is flirting with me, they are. If I'm genuinely mad at someone, they probably did something really bad and so on. It's how I compensate for my emotional weakness.

I can be the friendliest or coldest person you know depending on my mood and the alignment of the stars.

I'm a very smart person, but it takes me a little while to get my bearings sometimes. I have to flounder around a bit before I succeed.

I stress a lot about choosing one path. I live in a world of possibilities, so choosing only one and dedicating myself to it fully scares me incredibly. Feeling trapped is a nightmare even if I’m doing something I genuinely enjoy. I always need a way out.

I’m full of contradictions like being horribly lonely but wanting to go home whenever I’m hanging out with people. 

Constantly battling to stay present in the moment. 

I’m calm in an isolated crisis. However, a prolonged loss of orientation will leave me completely dysfunctional. 

Cause of death: mounds of meaningless paperwork

I'm always modifying my outlook on life as I gather new information and make new inferences. It's a fun but also stressful way to live.