This is how I feel the inside of me looks like right now. Scattered uno cards with no order, organization, reason, explanation, all mixed up facing different directions. They have all different colors, faces, numbers, frequencies. The J in me just wants to sort, organize, and put in neat piles that can easily be understood and explained. But I can't. The inside of me is much like this Asian-style uno game, very depictive of the P culture in which it's played, but God, I just want the inside of me to return to an American-style uno game that resembles it's J culture, one of orderliness and understanding. Or, better yet, I want to be a thinker again! No more feeler!
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