Either my friend, who I will call T, or my boss. Both of them have a background in martial arts, and I truly believe either of them could handle just about any situation. I both admire and envy that.
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
Well, I have a question before I answer this question. Two questions, actually. 1 – Do I retain my experiences and sense of self? And 2 – does it have to be present day?
I will assume that the answer to number 1 is yes. My answer would vary depending on the answer to number 2.
If #2 is yes…. This is a hard one. Do i choose someone that I am curious about? Or do I choose someone who I may be able to make a meaningful impact for/acting as? I don’t know that I would be someone else for a day given this criteria. I would need to think on this a bit more to answer.
If #2 is no, then I would be myself at a younger age and attempt to do things that would cause or even force certain behavior changes in her life. And yes, I realize the paradox that this could/would create, but I don’t care. I would do it just to give her a chance at something different; a chance to know what it is to value yourself. And if the fabric of space time unravels because of it? At least I tried.
In short, yeah, probably. But I have also intentionally broken the law.
I have to wonder the goal of this question is, and the assumptions behind it. Are we assuming that any law is inherently good? If so, that’s a shit assumption in my opinion. Are we also assuming that breaking a law means that someone is a bad person, hence the caveat of “unintentionally”, to preserve someone’s sense of being good? If so, this is another bad assumption.
Everything in life, but especially breaking a rule, is subject to interpretation, critical review, and circumstance.
What do you enjoy doing most in your leisure time?
This one is easy.
When I have the time to do what I want to do as opposed to what needs to be done, I prefer to write, read, listen to music, or take part in awesome conversation. Or some combination there of.
As a kid, I had plenty of road trips that would have been memorable and absolutely fantastic if i wasn’t under the age of 5. Yuma, Arizona to Brockton, Massachusetts for example. Holy hell, the sights I must have seen but was too young to remember!!
This next thing started with my father, and will always be my favorite kind of road trip. He would decide, on some random day, to put the entire family in the car and just drive around. He’d take turns asking me or my mom or my sister which way to turn at intersections or exit ramps or whatever. When I would ask where we were going, he’d say, “we’ll see when we get there”. And that was completely acceptable and perfectly logical. There were times we wound up hours into another state! We saw awesome landscapes, farmer’s markets/farms, and had awesome conversations about the stuff we would see, and met some pretty cool people along the way.
After getting my drivers license, I would do this kinda thing on my own, or with select friends. Just stop beforehand for munchies and drinks, then drive for hours, converse, and see where we would end up. One such outing that I remember involved a very heated debate as to whether or not trees have souls.
These are my favorite types of road trips because there is no schedule, no agenda, no itinerary. You just go. See where the random takes you. There is something beautiful and liberating about that, and I kinda miss it. I used to just go for drives, pretty much local, but I have stopped doing that almost completely the past few years.
Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?
I had a pink care bear, about six inches tall, with two hearts on her belly. “LovesAlot” was her name. She was a gift from my grandfather. I carried her everywhere. I even slept with her and another teddy bear, from my grandmother, through my mid teens.
Now, she is packed away in the basement with several other childhood memories; things that will never be forgotten, but that can’t be part of the day to day, because we all have to “grow up”.
It is a sad reality – being an adult strips away things from childhood that perhaps should be clung to.
I don’t like this question. Just wanted to put that out there.
What could I do differently? Literally everything.
I could brush my teeth left handed. I could drink my coffee black. I could become a drug addict. I could eat a “healthy”, plant based diet. I could go back to school. I could be a raging, nit-picky bitch. But I don’t do these things, because I don’t want to.
Then I think, “well, what should I do?” I really don’t like the word should because it implies obligation. And in many instances where people use that word, there is no obligation, there is only want. The only thing you really have an obligation to is yourself, your children (if you have kids), and to keep your word when you say you’re going to do something. And for the record, the order of priority of those obligations, as far as I am concerned is kids, self, then promises. Though some of us make a habit of confusing the last two priorities.