When people talk about visiting a place they might say it was awesome, or really colorful or something, but most of the time they don’t mention how their legs ached from walking fifteen miles in one day. How the seagulls called to one another or how lanterns swung back and forth overhead in the warm summer breeze along narrow foreign streets.
Now sometimes I sit on the roof late at night and I know I would gladly wear that perfume every day until I died if it would make you return.
It’s the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring…except you who totally didn’t realize this was an extended family Christmas.
It’s that time of the year, and while you could be running around CVS at the last minute looking for last minute gifts and stocking stuffers for that special someone that loves makeup, wouldn’t it be better to have her crossed off your list with a gift she’s sure to love?
Currently, the restaurants in Walmart supercenters seem like afterthoughts, empty spaces pushed into the corner of the store.
INFJs are often perfectionists, and this extends to their relationships. Unfortunately, this can get in the way of focusing on true happiness in relationships.
Google “ENTJ” and you’ll find a wealth of information about CEOs, military leaders, and what it’s like to be a crush-people-like-a-bug style dictator.
ENFJ: The pop of a champagne bottle being opened. Eating Ritz crackers and sitting on a countertop instead of a chair.
INFJ: That feeling when you give someone advice and they take it and it works out marvelously and they’re happy because it worked out, and you’re happy for them and for yourself because you did the right thing and helped them.
In fact, if I find that an annoying ad is unskippable, I find myself growing angry with both the company and the product.