I dug out some old emails I sent in 2015 and realized that I used to actually know how to write and sounded genuinely funny. I'm now overworked and the job is currently killing all my muses. I'm a book hoarder. I used to travel everywhere to watch films at film festivals. I like video games but I'm a mediocre gamer. I like tv shows, mangas, and animes but have trouble committing til the end. I can smell/taste/hear colours when I'm in the right mood.