Bright green and vivid colors. Neon yellow matched with dark blue does well also. Clashes and contrasts catch my eye and so do raging waterfalls. I don't have much rage; maybe I do, but it is self contained within an explosive water drop. I can't smell, I wear glasses and I have troubles hearing my mom call my name. But I would contest that my senses are sensitive. Maybe they are selectively sensitive. I can taste like a king, melodic rifts enrapture me, and visual effects catch my eye like a fish on a hook. White neon lights lining a dark ceiling seem lively. I like observing motion and colors and lights, while eating a red piece of perfectly grilled steak. I won't pay too much for anything. I'll hunt down goods with the lowest price until I no longer need the good, then I go on to the next hunt. Sometimes I emerge from product hunts without any catches, but that is okay because I can just hunt again. I like the rush, but sometimes I can not handle it.
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