If…

I saw this on Fat Bridesmaid’s blog and I felt compelled to post it here. I love to do memes like this, I think mostly because it makes me stop and think about myself in ways I normally don’t. You should try it to! You can leave a link to your post in the comments. I’d love to read it! 🙂

If I were a month I’d be October.

If I were a day I’d be Thursday.

If I were a time of day I’d be 9 a.m.

If I were a font I’d be High Tower Text.

If I were a sea animal I’d be a turtle.

If I were a direction I’d be East.

If I were a piece of furniture I’d be a colorful accent chair.

If I were a liquid I’d be iced tea with lemon.

If I were a gemstone I’d be Aquamarine.

If I were a tree I’d be a Douglas fir.

If I were a tool I’d be a Phillips-head screwdriver.

If I were a flower I’d be a daffodil.

If I were an element of weather I’d be a cool breeze.

If I were a musical instrument I’d be a mandolin.

If I were a color I’d be grass green.

If I were an emotion I’d be giddy.

If I were a fruit I’d be a peach.

If I were a sound I’d be a sigh.

If I were an element I’d be Aluminum.

If I were a car I’d be a VW Tiguan.

If I were a food I’d be a coconut cake.

If I were a place I’d be Ireland.

If I were a material I’d be fleece.

If I were a taste I’d be sweet, but tart.

If I were a scent I’d be freshly cut grass.

If I were a body part I’d be the hands.

If I were a song I’d be sung by The Avett Brothers.

If I were a bird I’d be a finch.

If I were a gift I’d be handmade. (This was FB’s answer but I kept it because I felt the same way.)

If I were a city I’d be Seattle.

If I were a door I’d be open.

If I were a pair of shoes I’d be trendy, comfortable flats.

If I were a poem I’d be What We Want Is Never Simple by Linda Pastan:

What we want
is never simple
We move among the things
we thought we wanted;
a face, a room, an open book
and these things bear our names–
now they want us.
But what we want appears
in dreams, wearing disguises.
We fall past,
holding out our arms
and in the morning
our arms ache.
We don’t remember the dream,
but the dream remembers us.
It is there all day
as an animal is there
under the table,
as the stars are there
even in full sun.

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One Response to “If…”

  1. fatbridesmaid Says:

    “If I were an emotion I’d be giddy.” I LOVE that.

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