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i've always moved slowly, appreciated the simple things- the negative side of these personality traits is procrastination and distraction, as highlighted when i begin to clean a room. i start first energetically, loud music keeping spirits high, and quickly clear a quarter of the space, piling clothes in one corner, books and magazines stacked neatly. soon, though, i'll find an old scrap of paper, thoughts jotted down, and stop to read or tack on additional ruminations. maybe the song playing will remind me of another i want to hear, but wait! it's missing from my library, and must instantly be downloaded. maybe i'll start to put an old picture in its proper storage spot and become enthralled by a collection of junior high memories, miniature polaroids of girlish sleepovers and sun swept hair by the pool. there's always the possibility that i'll find a favorite dress that has been long out of commission because of a simple flaw; stains and rips are easily fixed, i'll think, and begin a corrective project that soon turns into a three hour complication. these things happen, inevitably, and will always be so.