How do you waste the most time every day?
Category: daily prompt
Breadcrumbs
Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to adolescence? (Prompt altered for context.)
Breadcrumbing signs
A typical breadcrumber might:
- fail to reply to texts or chats for several days or weeks, then send a few long messages without explaining why they temporarily disappeared
- mention shared interests or experiences to reinforce a sense of connection
- keep you looking to the future with vague statements like, “Let’s pencil that in”
- imply that they’d love to see you but ignore your requests to make an actual plan
- keep messages superficial and generic instead of offering concrete details or showing interest in your daily life
- view or like your social media posts without responding, while still ignoring actual messages you’ve sent
- communicate primarily with photos, memes, or emoji
- show interest in hooking up but not spending non-physical time together
Source: https://www.healthline.com/health/relationships/breadcrumbing#takeaway
Bread-crumbing will stop only if you refuse to exist only on small pieces of stale bread. They’re not going to stop dropping breadcrumbs like they’re sloppily making Thanksgiving stuffing, so the onus is on the person who wants the actual meal, not the topping. And if you have a gluten allergy, run for the hills. Everyone else, just run away from the crumbs. Find the whole loaf of bread somewhere else. 
Elizabeth I
Who is your favorite historical figure?
I would rather be a beggar and single than a queen and married.
I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England too.
A clear and innocent conscience fears nothing.
All my possessions for a moment of time.
Those who appear the most sanctified are the worst.
I have the heart of a man, not a woman, and I am not afraid of anything.
Do not tell secrets to those whose faith and silence you have not already tested
I pray to God that I shall not live one hour after I have thought of using deception.
The end crowneth the work.
Delicate
Write about your first crush.
They’re all bunched together now
In my head somehow
I can’t tell you about the first one
Without telling you about the second one
And so on and so on and so on
So let me bring it to now:
I don’t want to write about it
It’ll get jinxed
I won’t breathe it into life on the paper
Or the screen
If you’ve ever tried to keep something safe
You’ll know what I mean
It’s not cool if I say all that
I think it’s chill that it’s in my head
But
I don’t wanna share
It’s delicate
Inspired by the song Delicate by Taylor Swift
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink
Dive bar on the East Side, where you at?
Phone lights up my nightstand in the black
Come here, you can meet me in the back
Dark jeans and your Nikes, look at you
Oh damn, never seen that color blue
Just think of the fun things we could do
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me
(Yeah, I want you)
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you’re in my head?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it too soon to do this yet?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it, isn’t it, isn’t it?
Isn’t it?
Isn’t it, isn’t it, isn’t it?
Isn’t it delicate?
Third floor on the West Side, me and you
Handsome, you’re a mansion with a view
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Long night with your hands up in my hair
Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs
Stay here, honey, I don’t wanna share
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me
(Yeah, I want you)
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you’re in my head?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it too soon to do this yet?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it, isn’t it, isn’t it?
Isn’t it?
Isn’t it, isn’t it, isn’t it?
Isn’t it delicate?
Sometimes I wonder, when you sleep
Are you ever dreaming of me?
Sometimes when I look into your eyes
I pretend you’re mine all the damn time
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you’re in my head?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
(Yeah, I want you)
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it too soon to do this yet?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that? (Isn’t it?)
Is it chill that you’re in my head? (Isn’t it, isn’t it?)
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (isn’t it delicate?)
(Yeah, I want you)
Is it cool that I said all that? (Isn’t it?)
Is it too soon to do this yet? (Isn’t it, isn’t it?)
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it delicate?
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Taylor Swift / Max Martin / Johan Karl Schuster
Delicate lyrics © Taylor Swift Music, Mxm Music Ab, Songs Of Universal Inc
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Narcissus, Is That You?
What’s your favorite thing about yourself?
Did WordPress let you write the prompt again? Typically, writing in the third person is not the best choice, but I know you had the mirror in one hand, and weren’t focused on anything else.
Blogging Fam, return tomorrow for a daily prompt that may or may not be written by Narcissus, but likely to be equally as ridiculous.
Featured image “Narcissus” by Caravaggio
First World Problem
How do you want to retire?
I don’t like this prompt. I don’t like how it makes assumptions about the blogging community here at WordPress.
Some people don’t get the luxury of retiring. Let’s try to remember there is a broad audience here, WordPress Daily Prompt. Your entitlement is showing.
My Teeth
What’s the oldest thing you own that you still use daily?
Both sets were in position by the time I was born, which means they’re older than some of the other body parts in the skin bag I use daily. Except for one that’s a crown, and the four wisdom teeth I never grew – I take that back, there is a heart shaped incomplete wisdom tooth above one of my top molars – the rest are mine. Er, except for the baby teeth, which fell out at the appropriate times. It would be kind of awkward to walk around as an adult with two sets of teeth protruding from your gums, would it not? Maybe you would chew things more quickly, or maybe it would slow down the chewing process…? I digress.
Breakfast With Rafa
Describe one of your favorite moments.
It’s a top five moment. I’ve had a lot of favorite moments, but this one is top five, for sure. It was the first time in my life that I had a vision and a hope to accomplish something, and from start to finish, I did. The interview was my idea, and I brought it to the website team. Surprisingly, the stars lined up and everything from there went in my favor. I can’t adequately describe the feeling, other than to say that when whatever hopes and dreams you have/had for yourself seem insurmountable and then they happen, it’s euphoric. It’s the stunned disbelief, it’s the sitting back in your chair and laughing at what just happened. It’s the feeling that you get when you write a great poem – you’re in the zone. It’s an astonishment: did that just happen? It’s a gratefulness to the universe that is verbalized repeatedly. It’s a moment you don’t know if you can ever top, and you question why you would even try. It’s the culmination of hard work and determination and a heavy dose of stubbornness. It’s a thankfulness for loving words so much that you can use them to put together something other people will enjoy. It‘s Girl Power in practice.
Read my favorite moment here: Breakfast With Rafa.
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I Woke Up
What notable things happened today?
Little early to be asking what notable things happened when I’ve just opened my eyes, WordPress.
“It's Amy,” I said. 