thinkin about how in school so many questions were about "what do you want to be" or "what do you want to do" or "what do you want to have," or "write about an experience where you felt X" and as a child who was both very content with my life, had dampened emotions, and had memory problems, i was lost on the prompt more often than anything else
i could write an essay on anything you'd like, so long as it was not an essay about me
i don't know what to make of this but i'm thinking about how one of the first words we teach when studying a language is "want"--"hoshii," "veux," "quiero" (thanks, taco bell dog)--and how, so often, for me it feels like the least real emotion out there