Dearest Gentle Reader: Are You The Dreamer Or The Mystery?

Notice their attire and write about it somewhere later.

Approach them with a poetic, slightly flirtatious observation.

Feel a strange, instant pull but vanish before they can ask my name.

Roll my eyes because I have far too many questions for 'love at first sight.'

To maintain my hard-earned status and enjoy my domestic bliss.

To find a passion that actually makes me feel alive.

To simply survive the night without being caught, mistreated, or noticed.

To ensure that my siblings do not cause a national scandal.

I can summarize a person’s entire character in one biting sentence.

I have the ability to see the 'sketch' of a person's soul before I even speak to them.

I can blend into any environment and go completely unseen.

I can manage a massive estate while barely breaking a sweat.

That my past mistakes will finally catch up to my new life.

That I will spend my whole life being 'fine' but never 'extraordinary.'

That I might never truly belong anywhere.

That I might fail the people who depend on me.

The one who literally wrote the book on them.

The one who very politely ignores them to chase a feeling.

The one who is trapped by them through no fault of my own.

The one who enforces them to keep the peace.