Habits and Traditions (WordPress Writing 101 Prompt #15)

Today’s prompt was kind of unique, so I’m going to quote it in full before starting.

“Think about an event you’ve attended and loved. Your hometown’s annual fair. That life-changing music festival. A conference that shifted your worldview. Imagine you’re told it will be cancelled forever or taken over by an evil corporate force. How does that make you feel?” *

Weird, but potentially interesting. If this were to happen, I imagine I would be pretty damn upset. I’ve discovered that I’m a rather protective person; I’m protective of my friends, my traditions, and my values. That’s not to say that I’m closed-minded or inflexible in the way I live my life. In fact, I really like learning and discovering new ideas and ways of thinking. I simply don’t like other people messing with the things I hold dear. Particularly my friends. Hands off them!

I’m the sort of person who puts all the Christmas decoration in the same exact spots year after year. I’m happy to buy new ones and add to the collection, but once something has a spot, it must never be put anywhere else. I’m happy to do away with habits that aren’t working for me, assuming, of course, that I’m able to recognize that they’re not working and come up with workable alternatives. That’s often more difficult than one might think. But the habits that work well enough for me aren’t ones I like to break. I eat the same thing for breakfast every day except on Christmas. I listen to the same songs until I become irreversibly sick of them. Heck, I’ve been known to get upset about people I don’t even like leaving my life just because it means that things are changing. So, I can’t say what I would do if my favorite event were cancelled or taken over by the forces of evil, but I can tell you how I would react… badly. I probably would react badly if my favorite breakfast cereal were taken over by the forces of evil, or at least I would if I ate cereal for breakfast, so if an even more important tradition was threatened, I would not be a happy camper.

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