If you ask me for my favorite color, breakfast, food, movie, book, author, season, song, number, place, person, and so on you might be frustrated with my answer. I don’t have a favorite and even if I do it is only for a short amount of time. I like to dabble in everything, try it all, taste it all, see it all and tell you what I like about it but it won’t be my favorite because my mood or taste may change tommorow when I try something else and that something else brings me just as much joy or emotion. And as I age and my experiences mold me my interests change. So, when I say my favorite is all of it, or everything or I don’t know, I really mean it. I’m not trying to be difficult. I just can’t commit.