You know how you put butter in the fridge and it has a tendency to take on all the flavors floating around that cold box from which no smells and flavors can circulate out? Much like butter, I too take on all of the flavors from my surroundings. If I listen to a sad song, I suddenly feel as though my world will fall apart in an instant. And if the weather happens to be cold, grey and windy, it’s a double-blow. Were I to watch a horror movie, I would feel those same emotions of fear, causing me to keep an eye behind me for the remainder of the day (note: I do not watch horror movies for this very reason). Should I read a snarky and cynical blog post, I too adopt feelings of cynicism and coldness.
Also similar to butter, I go well in every dish 🙂 I tend to fit in wherever I go due to my ultra-flexible character. Wonderful, no?