I like some things. Others aren’t my favorite. Those who know me have probably heard me express my biases. Offer me a Bourbon whiskey and I might turn it down. Not on my list of the good stuff. Offer me a Scotch whisky and I will ask what kind it is, perhaps rolling my eyes at your reply. I like what I like and I don’t what I don’t. Some tell me I’m inflexible. Not so. I’ve tried several varieties of Bourbon and have yet to find one that appeals to me. Experience has taught me what to expect.
All of these likes and dislikes have molded my personality, creating a unique person. Dare I say it defines my soul? I do some things, avoiding others. I talk using certain idioms, never saying other words. That’s just who I am. What makes me happy may or may not make you happy. Dan likes a good cup of tea. I prefer coffee. Coffee from Dunn Brothers. Their French Roast. The one from Columbia. These likes and dislikes define me.
What if the likes were taken away? Would that change who I am? Continue reading