The End
April 09, 2005
I love it when things come to an end. It sounds weird, I know, I just do. I love that sense of closure. I'm talking small things as well as large. I love finishing books, completing projects, and graduting from school. But I also love things as small as finishing a meal, going home at the end of a day of work, even using the last two eggs in a carton.
The best part about ending things is that eventually I get to start something else. I like cracking the seal on something. I love things being fresh and untouched.
The problem with this is that I tend to hurry through things just to get to the end. I hate being in the middle of something.
The worst part about having traits like this is that it is bad for relationships. I love starting them, but hate the middle, so I tend to look forward to the end.