I remember my youth and being asked my first question from another child my age: “What’s your favorite color?”

I knew her favorite was blue, so without thinking, I said “Blue.” I never felt connected to the color blue. Even now, when I hear that question I still say “Blue.” just to get it over with.

But now that I'm alone and pondering the question: What is my favorite color? When I really think about it…

My favorite color really isn't my own favorite color.

_Maybe… I'll never have a favorite color._