Jann Demystifying Affects

Having Coach 1 marketing on my business card, and Counselor within my experience on my resume, suceeding in my victorious elections and published writing in whatever field or endeavor I find myself does not mean I collaborate well with everybody. At least I don't steal from others at all. My contemplation seems unfun and unfriendly compared to my heart expressed in writing or the work I do.

My creative process stems from a test in Management graduate training at an Extended University classroom that classifed me as a "creative type." This is opposed to downright creative or, for example a results oriented executive. The process of a hard background TV Guide told me as a youth were invaluable to American comic stock. Thugs beat them or threatened them as the source target came up with humor and sketches. I have not had an easy life since of just banquets and board meetings, and suffered fools and dirty politics where I earned a job.

My humor is to myself to keep mood in check for the most part. I struggle and fight back nicely at the environment blocking, ignoring, and taking from me in my wallet. Some times I have such an exoshell keeping myself pure that I respond to internal stimuli later while I make things up in fantasy and limerance love style to a women. A fun delusional symptom that my giggling to myself out of order is more to writers. It means I can see my hobby of hiking in wilderness with a failed biker/musician friend and trying not to tell him I was thinking of girls I liked back as a happy youth, or see a bright empty red room like my mothers womb just last week, or emotionally being forced into success at some point where I have a healthy reluctance from attention.