Keep Feeling Fascination
This morning, the idea generator prompted me to “Name something that fascinates you.”
Right now, the thing that fascinates me the most is: Peanut Butter M&M’s
Oh man, I tried these for the first time during my recent travel. My sweet tooth dragged me to an airport shop where I bought a bag, and ever since I can’t stop thinking about and yearning for the peanut buttery goodness!
Oh wait. That’s an obsession. Not a fascination.
Let me try again.
Ok, I got it. I’m fascinated by that frapping tree growing in my side yard. The one that grows about six feet a month, drapes over the neighbor’s fence, scrapes at the side of the house and blocks the nice view out of my home office window.
Oh no, got it wrong again. That’s aggravation.
Hmm. Fascinated by the endless lines of tiny black ants invading my kitchen?
Nope, more aggravation.
How about this! I got it. I’m fascinated by the process I go through every morning to park in my favorite spot in the parking garage. There is a pinched-faced lady in a gray BMW who thinks she owns the spot. I parked there uncontested for a whole month and beginning last week, missy miss BMW thinks it’s her spot?
Oh I don’t THINK so.
No, every day I’m all about making sure that I get that spot, mine mine mine!!
Nice try, Karen. That would probably be best labeled under compulsion.
Maybe I’m fascinated by my ongoing observations about the sheer quantity of Canada Geese poop at the park near my office?
No, compulsion and aggravation together, I think.
How about my fascination with the recent over 90-degree heatwave in the Bay Area.
I got it! Night photography! I’m fascinated by that.
But that’s also education. As in, I’m totally all about learning night photography but yet, I’m also fascinated with the art.
Yes. That’s it. I think I’ve resolved it.
That was a lot harder that I thought it would be.