She loves.

She loves songs that can make her laugh or cry in public.
She hates doing it, but she loves what makes it happen.
She loves books that leave her so engrossed that she
winds up losing sleep reading them at night.
She loves the vivid dreams that follow that make it suck to wake up.
She beats her alarm clock a lot of the time… she's not too
enamored with her circadian rhythm.
She loves it that every time she can't find a word-
which seems to happen more and more often now-
she can still remember the word "aphasia."
She loves the idea of being sterile.
She often says that she got her sterility from her father.
Confusing people is one of the things she takes great pride in doing.
She loves to make people laugh against their own will.
She knows people aren't being polite about it when they
get pissed off at her for doing so.
She loves to dance on the edge of amusing and annoying.
She loves inside jokes. She prefers to be in on them,
but she doesn't need to be to appreciate that they're funny-
she can tell just by the reactions of the people who are in on them.
She loves it when people talk over her head.
That says to her that she seems like she's a lot smarter
than she actually is and that's encouraging;
at the very least it says she looks like
she belongs when she doesn't, and that's a relief.
She loves it when she can see some kind of solution to problems people have.
It's a rare occurrence.
She wishes that she herself could be the
solution to the problems of those she cares about.
She doubts she will ever be the solution to her own,
which would be ideal. She loves being uncoordinated.
She almost trips nearly every day but rarely falls.
She's five-foot-two and was on her high school basketball team,
she knew how to ride a bike once and she forgot.
It's not important to her to be graceful.
She loves the idea of having enough money to buy her own private airplane.
She doesn't want her own airplane but she'd like the money.
She'd still go to school and pursue her career,
but she wouldn't have to worry any more.
She'd like to have the body to be a classical ballerina by the same token.
She loves her intellect- but she'd rather be stupid.
She would rather be an Epsilon working an elevator
than an Alpha female if there was a chance she'd get
off the Soma and have to face reality.
The idea of being a mother is almost as unappealing
to her now as it would be in that scenario, but for different reasons.
She loves to be different, weird, maybe even lacking.
She loves to shock people with the pain she's been through.
She figures that a stand-up comedy routine would be about
the same as therapy, only if she was a stand-
up comic her audience wouldn't interrupt her when she was finishing a thought.
She loves it that people have been known to
tell her that they love her just because they know it creeps her out.
She either tries to laugh it off, throw an insult, or respond in facetious kind.
She loves to be known as a jaded, cynical bitch.
Even to be called this when she's earned it.
And boy, has she worked hard to earn it.
She loves it when people use love synonymously with hate.
She loves it when people say "I hate you" and
she can say "I hate you too." And mean it.

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