I LOVE ...

I love brutal honesty, especially when it comes with such force that it takes my breath away. (hurricane-force truth is shockingly fun to both present to others and to watch being delivered)


I love when a look is all that’s required to pass a thought in its entirety to someone else. (especially when the look says words which would be rude for me to say out loud)


I love all the times when I wake up in the middle of the day/night and realize that it’s not time to get out of bed yet, and I can just bury myself back into bed.


I love drinking with intelligent people. (dumb people tend to get inexplicably more dumb while drinking 


I love reading deeply philosophical books. (even though they just tend to remind me that I’m not capable of writing one)


I love writing things down. (and then forgetting what I was talking about, so the idea is lost forever in oblivion. 


I love YouTube. (I just wish I could watch some  movies! I get online and look for an hour, then I get tired, then I fall asleep. Shit!)


I love dictionaries. (People should know … words. Lots of them.)


I love that I tried to make a list of things I love, but....


...wait... , why am I doing this ?  Maybe this says something about me. Maybe it’s SYMBOLIC of my inability to embrace change, not fight it, but sometimes that can be difficult. We get entrenched in old ways, old lines of thinking, old roles. We become a costume of a person long ago, and despite the fact that we have evolved, changed and transformed, we still wear these costumes of the old persona until we realize they only do us more harm than good.