If I were an animal I would be a horse. I've always been fascinated with them since I was a little girl. Why would I be a horse? They have wild, free spirits and minds of their own - they are content to wander about by themselves but at times they will follow their herd as well. They are strong, beautiful, and graceful creatures. They can be stubborn or strong-willed but the right person can "tame" them to an extent. The wrong person, however, can ruin a horse - break his spirit and turn him into a draft horse (which, basically, are good for nothing but carrying crap around).
You know...I really can't think of a tool or instrument I'd be. I just don't like to think of myself as some type of tool. Tools are made to be used by people. I don't want to be someone's tool.
What color am I? Hmm...well I'd like to say orange because I feel like it's a bright color that speaks of potential and cynicism/pain at the same time (red and yellow mixed together)...it can be fun but it can also be seen in a fire.
I tend to switch off between a healthy optimism and a depressing cynicism. I've also had some really hard crap in my past (the red) that I've sort of overcome to get to where I am today (the bright potential of yellow).....lol I feel like such a dork saying this.
When I picture myself mentally, I guess I see myself in a sort of pensive state.
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