Dispositions.

We all went around the room, one by one, asking him what he thought of us. Most seemed happy, if even a little enamoured by his responses. He said I was melancholic. It’s a strange feeling to have someone ascribe the adjective “melancholic” to you. It’s something I think about from time to time. Perhaps, we’re meant to have innate, pre-programmed dispositions that we cannot alter.