For today’s blog-learnin’ exercise, I present a 10-count list of things I like.
Disclosure: I really have trouble with this sort of thing. The voice in the back of my head screams, “who gives a shit what you like!” Having had the temerity to type that, it’s complaining that I shouldn’t reveal its existence, as if it’s some family secret. At long last, I finally get it. That voice in the back of my head is a dysfunctional asshole.
Anyway, here’s the list:
- Daydreaming. Watching shapeshifting clouds drift overhead, water moving down a stream or river… witnessing any slow or repetitive motion sends me into a sort of hypnotic, daydream world where magical things can happen.
- Witnessing the results of someone’s hard work, specifically the mastery of something: a concert pianist performing, an Olympic athlete competing, a novel I love, a work of art… it’s inspiring.
- Taking a shower after getting super sweating and/or dirty.
- Finishing projects/tasks. Especially things I don’t enjoy. I like putting things behind me.
- Smelling lilacs in the spring. My favorite time of year. The world around me bursts out of winter’s cocoon with refreshing color and fragrance.
- Seeing my husband’s huge smile. I like to see anyone happy as long as it’s not at someone else’s expense. A genuine smile is divine.
- Walking through the woods in the mountains. The crunch of leaves and twigs underfoot. The smell of moss and earth. Scurrying critters.
- The feel of a gentle wind brushing against vellus (peach fuzz) hair when I’m relaxed. It slightly stimulates the hair follicle muscles, creating dancing patches of tingly sensation on the skin.
- My sister’s humor. No one makes me laugh (or irritates me) like my sister.
- The smell of gasoline and other compounds that are terrible for brain health. Which could explain a lot.
life in jello 