Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
- I wanted to be a stunt artist when I was a kid which meant I spent years throwing myself off and over things and scaring the shit out of many teachers and my parents.
- Sort of related to the above but I have done three bungee jumps, including one of more than 360 feet free fall from the Zambezi Bridge.
- I was born with extra fingers and an extra toe. These were all removed at various points when I was little. I’m still hideously paranoid about the scaring on my foot, but no-one else seems to notice it.
- From the ages of 12 to 17 I habitually carried a knife for protection after a misunderstanding with a local drug dealer. I never used it, but ironically got into my first knife fight two weeks after I stopped carrying.
- I have two tattoos so far. A crescent moon on my hip bone and five purple African daisies on my foot. The first is representative of how I use the moon to focus prayers and to make me feel connected when I’m travelling; and the daisies are because they are my favourite flower in my favourite colour from the place I miss the most in the world. They are on my foot to remind me to be grounded and stop and feel the world beneath my feet occasionally. I have plans for two more.
- I love cheese. Like, really, really love cheese. My ex actually abandoned me in a cheese place in Vermont out of sheer embarrassment because I was enthusing about the cheese so much with one of the girls that worked there.
- I swear too fucking much, but see no reason to change.
- Of all the skills and talents I wish I could have, I would love to be able to sing.
- I have a ridiculous need to perform. I like doing dramatic roles, but frankly there is nothing like being on stage and having a theatre full of people laughing at something you have done. It does help if you have been trying to make them laugh however.