I have my strange quirks.
I’m right handed, but eat with my left hand. Always have.
When I step into shoes or put on socks, the left foot has to go first.
I have a chicken pox scar on my left eyelid.
All the girls in my family have a freckle on one foot.
I can write mirror image with my left hand while writing normally with my right.
I lose sunglasses like no one I’ve ever met. One time, I walked into the store to buy a pair of sunglasses. I tried on a few pairs, picked one out, bought it, and walked out with my new sunglasses- but left the old ones in the store and didn’t realize it until too late.
And to make it even more apparent that I’m strange?
I sit like this.