The 7 Words Meme

These are from dulcinbradbury. If you ask, I'll give you seven words to expound upon.

future
My vision of the future has always been oddly farsighted. I have a much clearer vision of what things could be like for the world as a whole 100 or 1000 years from now than what my own life will be like 5 or 10 or 15 years down the road. As I've learned more about Attention Deficit Disorder I've discovered that this inability to picture my own future is actually fairly common among people with the disorder, and that it frequently leads to the same sort of paralysis I experience. If you can't figure out what your end goal is, it's hard to figure out what path will take you there, and it's just easier to stay on the one you're already walking. I'm learning that the common advice to "figure out where you want to be, and work backwards from there" isn't very useful to me. What does seem to be working better (if slowly) is to try each day to take one action that will make it better than yesterday.

dressing
Clothing is something I think about a lot more than I think people would guess from looking at me. The way you dress is most people's first clue as to what sort of person you are. I like to think of myself as a fairly interesting person, but the way I generally dress doesn't reflect that at all. I'd like to dress more interestingly in my everyday life, but I'm nervous about how people would react (based on a long time pattern of bad reactions from people around me when I've gone quirky in the past). Right now I'm slowly going through the clothing I already own and getting rid of the stuff that I don't really like. Once I've done that I'll build my collection back up, mostly with things that are a better reflection of who I am at this point in my life.

apple
Apples are Gramma Beard. They're love and happiness and safety and acceptance. They're the pie and applesauce that she made everytime she visited because she knew how much the guys and I loved them. They're the "baked" apples she made in the microwave with cinnamon candies. The smell of apples cooking with spices is the most homelike smell in the world.

ice
I have a love/hate relationship with ice. It can be one of the most beautiful things imaginable, and I love looking at the world after an ice storm has changed it into crystal sculpture. But I hate how the cold makes me feel. The cold that goes along with ice feels like a physical presence holding me back and weighing me down.

spun
When I was a child I could spend what felt like hours on the merry-go-round at the playground, being spun around and around until I was so dizzy the world kept moving even when I wasn't. Sometimes I didn't even bother with the merry-go-round, instead I'd find a bit of floor or level ground that was clear of obsticals and spin until I staggered. My favorite rides at carnivals and amusement parks were and are the ones that spin in multiple directions at once. My body can't handle being spun quite as well as it could years ago, but it's still fun.

pepper
Pepper comes in so many different flavors. Most people only think of it as hot, but it can also be sharp, or sweet, or smokey, or tangy, or any combination. I don't like food that's so spicy all the other flavors get buried in the burn but as long as it's kept below that level pepper is one of my favorite flavoring agents. Ground red pepper or red pepper flakes are usually my first choice when a dish needs a little more zing, and paprika is a favorite if the red pepper isn't quite right.

honor
I had to remind myself of the exact definition before I could write about honor. Of all of the different meanings of the word, this is the one that matters most to me: 8a : a keen sense of ethical conduct : integrity ~a man of honor~. I have my own standards of honorable behavior that I try to live by.

- I don't make promises I'm not completely sure I'll be able to keep.
- I don't lie unless I truly feel that the pain caused by the lie being discovered would be less than the pain caused by telling the truth in the first place.
- I try not to gossip, although the line between talk and gossip moves so much that it's a hard one for me to stay on the right side of.
- I try to give people the benefit of the doubt. I've always liked the saying "Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity," and usually add to it 'never attribute to stupidity that which is adequately explained by ignorance or thoughtlessness.'
- I try to live by the Golden Rule, in all of its variations. (See the sticky post at the top of my LJ.)

The 7 Words Meme

These are from dulcinbradbury. If you ask, I'll give you seven words to expound upon.

future
My vision of the future has always been oddly farsighted. I have a much clearer vision of what things could be like for the world as a whole 100 or 1000 years from now than what my own life will be like 5 or 10 or 15 years down the road. As I've learned more about Attention Deficit Disorder I've discovered that this inability to picture my own future is actually fairly common among people with the disorder, and that it frequently leads to the same sort of paralysis I experience. If you can't figure out what your end goal is, it's hard to figure out what path will take you there, and it's just easier to stay on the one you're already walking. I'm learning that the common advice to "figure out where you want to be, and work backwards from there" isn't very useful to me. What does seem to be working better (if slowly) is to try each day to take one action that will make it better than yesterday.

dressing
Clothing is something I think about a lot more than I think people would guess from looking at me. The way you dress is most people's first clue as to what sort of person you are. I like to think of myself as a fairly interesting person, but the way I generally dress doesn't reflect that at all. I'd like to dress more interestingly in my everyday life, but I'm nervous about how people would react (based on a long time pattern of bad reactions from people around me when I've gone quirky in the past). Right now I'm slowly going through the clothing I already own and getting rid of the stuff that I don't really like. Once I've done that I'll build my collection back up, mostly with things that are a better reflection of who I am at this point in my life.

apple
Apples are Gramma Beard. They're love and happiness and safety and acceptance. They're the pie and applesauce that she made everytime she visited because she knew how much the guys and I loved them. They're the "baked" apples she made in the microwave with cinnamon candies. The smell of apples cooking with spices is the most homelike smell in the world.

ice
I have a love/hate relationship with ice. It can be one of the most beautiful things imaginable, and I love looking at the world after an ice storm has changed it into crystal sculpture. But I hate how the cold makes me feel. The cold that goes along with ice feels like a physical presence holding me back and weighing me down.

spun
When I was a child I could spend what felt like hours on the merry-go-round at the playground, being spun around and around until I was so dizzy the world kept moving even when I wasn't. Sometimes I didn't even bother with the merry-go-round, instead I'd find a bit of floor or level ground that was clear of obsticals and spin until I staggered. My favorite rides at carnivals and amusement parks were and are the ones that spin in multiple directions at once. My body can't handle being spun quite as well as it could years ago, but it's still fun.

pepper
Pepper comes in so many different flavors. Most people only think of it as hot, but it can also be sharp, or sweet, or smokey, or tangy, or any combination. I don't like food that's so spicy all the other flavors get buried in the burn but as long as it's kept below that level pepper is one of my favorite flavoring agents. Ground red pepper or red pepper flakes are usually my first choice when a dish needs a little more zing, and paprika is a favorite if the red pepper isn't quite right.

honor
I had to remind myself of the exact definition before I could write about honor. Of all of the different meanings of the word, this is the one that matters most to me: 8a : a keen sense of ethical conduct : integrity ~a man of honor~. I have my own standards of honorable behavior that I try to live by.

- I don't make promises I'm not completely sure I'll be able to keep.
- I don't lie unless I truly feel that the pain caused by the lie being discovered would be less than the pain caused by telling the truth in the first place.
- I try not to gossip, although the line between talk and gossip moves so much that it's a hard one for me to stay on the right side of.
- I try to give people the benefit of the doubt. I've always liked the saying "Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity," and usually add to it 'never attribute to stupidity that which is adequately explained by ignorance or thoughtlessness.'
- I try to live by the Golden Rule, in all of its variations. (See the sticky post at the top of my LJ.)