I've always been a little conceited. You know, the type that views themselves as one that is reasonably good at a thing or two; the type that thinks they have potential. I always thought I was good at reading people. I always thought I had a decent walk. The type of gate that attracts on-comers without the annoying, hippy sway. I've always been a good reader of books, that's for sure. "A natural talent," my mom used to say. "I didn't even teach you how." If I put my mind to it, I can draw pretty realistically with a pencil, or, as I found out in university, with charcoal. I got a lot of positive feedback on my poetry, another talent that sprang up in university, and I didn't even really have to try at it. It was more fun than anything. A few years before that, in college, I sang in an acapella group. Alto. I used to think that if I had really tried, and hadn't been so shy, I could have developed a pretty good voice. And that if I had really tried at guitar, you know, kept it up, I could have paired the two together and been one of these hipsters performing at small shows in Regina. Nothing big, but enough to draw a local crowd. Maybe paired. I've always like harmony, so I thought if I had paired up with another female, we could have made it pretty far. Either that or some Civil Wars type gig. Folk fest, one of the opening shows, maybe. I'm a fantastic typer. A group of students crowded around my computer desk in grade 8 when I first went to public school. 100% is what I received in that class. I can be a very good friend. Not to a lot of people, but one, sure. I'll spoon you in bed. I'm an excellent big spoon.