I used to be able to count my favourite people – those who I enjoyed spending time with, enjoyed hearing about their lives, admired their abilities and intelligence – on one hand. I realized today that I can’t even count them all on both hands now. It’s crazy what difference a year makes. I am rather lucky to have so many favourite people. They’re not all close friends, in fact some aren’t even friends of mine. They’re co-workers, acquaintences, friends of friends… I don’t trust them all. I don’t know everything about them all. I don’t socialize with them all regularly. But it doesn’t stop me from thinking of them as tops in my book.
I suppose with so many favourites, it seems like I don’t have a true favourite anymore. We all classify people in our minds. “That’s Ben. He shares my interest of Volkswagens, but I never hang out with him by myself. And I would never ask him for advice.” But he might still be one of your favourite people. “That’s Bill. He doesn’t always like the same things I do, but he’s funny, and we always have a fun time hanging out. I’d consider him a good friend.” And perhaps Bill is one of your favourite people.
What does it mean to be a favourite? Is there a definition of what a person needs to be your favourite? For me, there isn’t. I just know them when I see them. What about you – who inspires you, who do you look forward to seeing? What makes a person a favourite to you?
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