213/365 (Crafts)

Some people find it weird that I really like crafts. I like making things, as can be evidenced by the types of gifts I give my closer friends. They take a while, but they're fun, even with the hot glue burns and the frustration when something doesn't work out.

But people feel like since I'm such a "math-y" person, arts and crafts shouldn't be my thing. In my eyes, I see nothing that fits better. I'm not an abstract artist. I don't take in the beauty of a random blob. I can find meaning in it, but it's not my thing. I'm meticulous in my pillow-making and whatnot. I have an order, and a way to doing things, and even a way to getting a good result by intentionally burning myself with hot glue. It's a methodical process, and if others knew this, they wouldn't feel that it's so weird for me, a "math-y" person, to love it as much as I do.