Unlike me, you are attracted to things that shine and sparkle. Things that are pretty and dainty and flouncy and feminine.
That's a good thing, I think.
In a thousand years, I would never have picked these shoes and run with them.
That's all you, dear.
I am reminded how different we are every time I turn on the radio and scan for songs. I always stop for the gritty rock and punk icons that lit up my world. You want to push on for the digital effects and rolling harmonies of today's happy pop songs.
It occurs to me that in the grand scheme of things, we are what we seek.
So I push on. And I listen.