do emotions or logic make you tick? what do you first notice about people?
why do you stay up at night?
do you really believe that God has a plan laid out for you and you can’t mess it up?
have you ever watched a plant grow and bear fruit and die and learned lessons from it?
have you ever sat under a tree and felt it’s comfort?
have you ever felt music while on a beach and you *desperately* wanted to run with complete abandon and dance, no matter who was there? did you regret later that you didn’t do it?
does a tomato smell red to you too?
have you ever had so many thoughts and questions and FEELINGS and the desire to yell and also hide and shrink and grow and stomp in a dance and cry without caring, to go and run fast and dodge blows and feel adrenaline all AT ONCE rushing through your body so hard and overwhelmingly, that you simply sit there and listen to the person talking to you and shake? Or stare out the car window like nothing is actually happening?
do you like small talk or big talk?
are you content with just feeling? or do you crave intensity?
do you actually want to KNOW what people are thinking and how they process things and what their response is to different situations? what type of food they like? And why?
what does their grandparents house smell like?
Mine smells like old wood and their laundry detergent and antique furniture and my grandpa’s hugs.
how long can you spend with your grandparents before you get tired or they stop talking?
did they pass down things to you? I inherited my grandpa’s love of writing (he was a Seattle Times reporter), my grandma’s love of gardening, good food, and collecting cardboard boxes so you have just the right box for whatever needs it.
do you sit up late at night and look through your photo roll on your phone and relive every memory and choice there and come up with questions and curiosity?