Prompt: You’re tasked with creating a brand new astrological sign for the people born around your birthday — based solely on yourself. What would your new sign be, and how would you describe those who share it?
Symbol: Maned Wolf
Color: Rust, Terracotta
House: Bad Fortune
Tarot Card: Queen of Swords
Body Part: Ears
Numbers: 3, 9, 23
Plant: Golden Chain Tree
Stone: Moss Agate
Strengths: Adaptability, Creative Sparks, Dependability, Practicality
Weaknesses: Lack of creative follow through, Moody, Working oneself into the ground
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Prompt: You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?
Hands down it would be “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” from Disney’s Encanto. Why? Because I’ve watched Encanto three times this month, the song is in my playlist, and whenever it comes up I let it play all the way through- no exceptions.
Do I try to sing all the parts? Damn straight.
SIDE NOTE: My favorite part is a tie between Pepa and Félix’s verse or Dolores’ verse.
My second choice would be “Stand Out” from Disney’s A Goofy Movie. I love this song so much I bought it from the iTunes store back when it wasn’t available on Spotify. That’s my level of commitment.
Could there possibly be a theme with my answers…maybe…but…
All I need is half a chance
A second thought
A second glance to prove
I got whatever it takes
It’s a piece of cake
Prompt: What activity, task, or game most brings out your competitive streak?
Hands down, mini golf.
I don’t know what it is about this game that awakens such deep-seated rage in me, but without fail it claws its way to the surface as soon as I get my club and colorful little ball. Could it be the zaniness of the course? The inevitable windmill? The way each hole ups the ante?
Perhaps. I may never know.
What I do know is I didn’t play often as a child (so explain that one to me).
The other thing I know? That I truly haven’t played mini golf in YEARS. Why? Because I know thyself.
SIDENOTE: My partner has made jokes about taking me to a course to see me in action…but it’s yet to happen.
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Sometimes I feel like I don’t know myself.
How do you mean?
I don’t know. Some people know every little facet of themselves whereas I feel like…I only know the superficial top layer.
I don’t know if that’s true.
No. I mean, if anything it’s everyone else who usually only knows the superficial stuff because they aren’t you, right? Even if you aren’t thoroughly analyzing every bit of yourself you still know the base and top level.
I’m not saying you’re fully conscious of the base or gray matter in between, but so long as you aren’t being detrimental to others or yourself…do you really need to be studying yourself that hard?
I guess I just wish I was more introspective? For personal growth and stuff?
So go for it. They say the better understanding we have of ourselves; the less apt we are to step into bad situations…or try to put the blame on something else afterwards, at least.
Who says that?
Just thought of it now to be honest.
Just make sure not to get too deep in it.
In introspection? Why?
The problem with being too introspective is that it can lead to a consuming lack of perception and empathy toward others.
Oh…so like; an elevated form of being self absorbed.