What I Love Most About Myself in My Musings

This topic is one of the few occasions wherein I am at a loss. I grew up quite awkwardly (weird even), and would like to think that it got carried over until the present. That said, my self-esteem is quite low, hence my tendency to make self-depracating remarks.

At this moment, the nearest to “love” I can think of is my ability to recall information, whether important or trivial. It makes for good conversation whenever I cite something I’ve read or experienced in the past. People also appreciate it when I remember the most minute of details about them, despite how long of a time had elapsed since our recent interaction.