Recently I asked someone whom I’ve been forming a connection with, an age old question.. “what is your favourite thing about me?” please rest assured I’m emotionally self aware and sometimes ask these questions not as a form of validation but to capture a glimpse of the lens of another beans views on me. Once the question was out in the air, a sinking realisation kicked in. I don’t even think I could answer this… I then eagerly awaited my acquaintances response. Silence. I could sense the pressure and maybe some guilt grow on the lack of response time. I giggled and reassured it’s okay, not an easy question to answer on the spot. But it has stayed on my mind, not that they didn’t have an answer as I really can’t blame them, because neither did I. What the hell do I like? So behold my new challenge, to formulate a continuous list of things I like and what I like about myself.