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34. How would I like to die?


Yuck, awful question.
But, also, great question.
And easiest.
My answer: with hope.
For everything, and everyone.

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33. What is my greatest regret?


Welllllllllll, I don't really do regrets.
I have loads of "Oh shoot!" moments. Loads. Hourly.
But I try to take those in one at a time, process them, ideally before the next one piles on, learn something from it and move on to the next one.
I can't regret something I learn from. And that attitude turns most things into positives.
In fact, when I reflect, I more often reflect on nice moments than regrettable ones.
I view everything as part of the life that is mine.
Also, regretting something on the scale of "greatest" really requires either being a drama queen, or else being at the end of your life and having the unique perspective that could only come at the end.
And I'm not either.
I hope.

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32. What is it that I most dislike?





"Dislike" is a rather broad and vague, and mild category. It is not searching for something I am passionate about, but instead reaching for an irritation that I am aware of.
No one likes stepping in gum (or worse). No one likes unwanted attention. No one likes to get back the wrong change and then face an irate cashier who doesn't believe you...
But I suppose these questions are trying to uncover something particular and unique to whomever
is answering them. And I have one, I have a unique dislike.
I dislike the sound of people eating. The noises people making when they are eating, they sort of shoot through my ears and bang the gong of dislike. 
And I do recognize that this is not at all an objective thing, like with the gum.
I know the issue is my sensitivity, and I do my best to quell the gonging alarm of dislike.
But that is my answer to the question. That is what I dislike most.

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Quick update before continuing on Monday - I believe a reader* called it last week -
took the x-ray today and results are, yes, pneumonia.
Antibiotics are working as I type.


*Sewing in CT

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31. What are my favorite names?

 
My favorite names are the ones used, by anyone who loves me, to refer to me.

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.30 ...continued


What is a hero?
I don't have any heroes.
I don't believe in heroes.
And yet, everyone is my hero.
What I mean is...people are complicated.
We are all capable of heroic gestures, every day, everyone.

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.30 Who are my heroes in real life?


Well...the thing about this question is...


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29. Which historical figure do I most identify with?


I relate to every unknown person in history who tried to live with dignity.
When I am in the British Museum looking at a piece of wall circa 1350BC taken from Egypt, depicting servants and guests at a feast, I wonder about the people who made the material that the wall was built from. I wonder who helped gather supplies to make the paints. I wonder about their families and their lives. I wonder at their smallness, their invisibility, yet their undeniable existence.

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.28 Who is my hero of fiction?


Sherlock Holmes, as written by Conan Doyle, and portrayed by Jeremy Brett.


Any ideas?

Before I answer number 27, a quick survey for ideas. I'm still coughing. It's mostly a dry cough and every once in a while...it's a...productive cough. There is no pain when I breathe, I am not wheezing. I am taking mucinex*, steaming my face in boiling water and sliced ginger, drinking a variety of teas, hot water with honey and lemon and ginger, hot showers, apple juice, having chicken soup, saline spray, resting. Everything I can do. The coughing will not stop. I need it to stop.






*Very much not a product endorsement.

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27. Who are my favorite writers?

Yes, still sick.

I like different writers for different things at different times, and never for everything all at once.
I don't have a favorite restaurant, a favorite color, or a favorite ice cream flavor, for that matter.
Are others less mercurial??