Every so often, it’s fun to do these little “surveys”. They change over time, depending on mood and season of life. And I find that sharing them with writers (and other creative people) brings many delightful responses.

Copy a bit below (or the whole thing), edit it with your own response and paste it into a comment!

If I were a month, I’d be March — lion and lamb.
If I were a day of the week,

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I’d definitely be Monday — hoo-rah!.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 7:00am and still in bed.
If I were a planet, I’d be Saturn, embraced by rings.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be an otter, resting in kelp.

If I were a direction, I’d be North, for too many reasons.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a hammock by the sea.
If I were a liquid, I’d be wine.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be tanzanite.
If I were a tree, I’d be a stately oak, providing shade.

If I were a tool, I’d be battery powered!
If I were a flower, I’d be a XXXXXXXXX (deleted for security reasons).
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a rainstorm.
If I were a musical instrument, a piano.
If I were a color, I’d be blue, all the blues of water.

If I were an emotion, I’d be peace.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a … oh, my, I have no idea! Fruit salad!
If I were a sound, I’d be a sweet humming on the edge of your ear.
If I were an element, I’d be sodium chloride.
If I were a car, I’d be a VW bug. Or a hummer. Or something super fast. Nah, just a beetle.

If I were a food, I’d be my grandmother’s tacos!
If I were a place, I’d be my fantasy world.
If I were a material, I’d be flannel.
If I were a taste, I’d be cheese, smooth and tangy.
If I were a scent, I’d be rain on a dusty road.


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