Squeezing my entire sparkling personality into one measly word is like trying to fit a square peg in a round hole—tricky business, to say the least. As I flip through the Rolodex of my mind, I zip past the sunshine-and-rainbows clichés—compassionate, loving, kind—and think, “Sure, I’d love to be a saint, but I’m not exactly polishing my halo yet.” Then I wander into the shadowy corner—ruthless, unwavering, demanding—and nope, I’m not hanging my hat on those pegs either. One word? Good grief, we’re all a jumbled mix of traits, not some one-note wonder. But if I’ve got to pick one and stick to it, I’ll go with relentless—because I’m relentless in chasing those shiny good qualities, yet equally relentless in clinging to the not-so-great ones like a dog with a bone. It’s a package deal, folks!
BB Grey--musings 
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