Okay so, because #16 involves bullets for my entire day, I’m going to skip it for now and tackle it later.
Day 15: Three Pet Peeves
This is actually much harder to do than you would think–mainly b/c so many of the things that annoy me are situational. My goal here is to think of three things that will always bother me, regardless of what else is going on at the time.
1. My biggest pet peeve is people who treat me like I am not good enough for them–and act accordingly. I have a past–we all do, and people who judge you on it are truly not worth your time. Really. And while I know this is in the abstract, I struggle with it every, single day by letting people walk on me repeatedly. For example, I have a “friend” who is only attentive when he wants something–and, after treating me like something that he scraped off of his shoe, he fully expected me to pick right up where we had left it.
Aside from never apologizing for treating me so poorly, he has the gall to ask me out and then rescind the offer once he found out that I won’t sleep with him. I find that this is a good example because here is a guy who knows all about my past and treats me like I am nothing–less than nothing–and it hurts. Bad. Not because I am attached or even attracted to this person, but rather, because I put up with it and that kills me a little every day–knowing that I am at fault (at least in part) for my own debasement. And that makes it hurt even more
2. My next pet peeve may be more of a quirk than an actual pet peeve. I cannot and will not have sex, in a non-public place, if my partner is wearing socks. Now, a quickie in a bathroom is sock appropriate b/c the clothes, for the most part, stay on. But if you have privacy and time–the socks have to go. Period. End of story. And I have no idea why this bothers me so much–it just does.
3. And my third pet peeve is fairly predictable–bad, slow horrible drivers. Do I really need to explain this one? Bitch, please.
Day 17: A quote that I try to live by
The quote that I try to live by is, “I love as I find”. Although I find it to be self explanatory, I will say that I try to live a life of love and acceptance for all people. I fail at it–most the time. But I still try to see the beauty in everyone and to accept them just as the are.
Day 18: My favorite color and why
Green is my favorite color, if I have to pick one (and I do for this). Because I am synesthesic (I have “had” synesthesia my whole conscious life), green, to me, is dewy and crisp, like leaves in the woods or soft, thick grass. It surrounds you closely, but more like a light embrace rather than a restraint. It’s presence and/or inclusion makes things complete. It, not surprisingly, evokes the smell of vegetation/flora. Sometimes the smell is so sweet and bitter that it makes my mouth water.
This is probably way more that you wanted to know–but it gives you a small look into how I experience the world, I hope. I’m not very good at describing it.
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