i just CHOWED down a bowl of rice, arugula and imitation krab salad i made for lunch, i think too quickly. ꩜ i’m listening to behind the bastards, but mostly i’m paying attention to what’s in my head. ꩜ some neighbors of my parents have two kids. they’re so fun, and are allowed to ride their little electric scooters around the neighborhood, so they often come over when i’m there. ꩜ the younger one was telling me about how sound overwhelms him, and he blows air into his ears to muffle things. when i told him i know that feeling of sound being too much, it’s like a punch to your gut but in your brain, his eyes lit up because i verbalized something he thought only he dealt with. this made me so happy. ꩜ both of them are SO smart, and eager to learn. i was just thinking about my love of the word “connotation”, and how i think they would also be interested in it. i asked both of them separately, what kind of foods they liked and if they liked trying new things or not. i used the word picky at one point, because it properly describes someone who likes certain foods and doesn’t like to venture out too much, nothing wrong with that. but i realized in the moment, picky has such a negative connotation, and i regretted using it. but i didn’t say anything, just moved on. now thinking back, i would’ve loved to take that opportunity to teach whoever i said it to about “connotation”, and how neutrally defined words can, separate from their literal meanings have positive and negative leanings because of how they’re used the majority of the time, and that’s called the words connotation. ꩜ anyway,
