Once, when a girly-girl, wear-full-makeup-on-a-mandatory-group-canoe-trip ESFJ picked up a dead bird with typical squeals (to move it away from the lawn-chair, backyard bonfire) the INTJ male friend of mine who is usually quite a stoic began to pace for a few moments. People were kinda watching him; normally he wouldn't have had any reaction except perhaps a dry and witty comment.
But after pacing, he flipped over a lawn chair, paused, and with everyone's full attention, whined out "Ashley... that's abbbsurrrdd..." and let out a huge, exasperated sigh. It was all quite dramatic. And funny.
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*You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.
*Faith is the art of holding on to things your reason once accepted, despite your changing moods.
C.S. Lewis
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