Daily Prompt: Toot Your Horn
“My favorite thing about myself” is that I have little to do with it. Born into a loving family, a small community in a great country at a time in history when I enjoy hard-fought, blood-bought liberty–freedoms I regularly take for granted–the best things about me are the innumerable things that are not, whose company I treasure more than “original self,” whoever that was.
Does a pearl boast of its pearliness when its origin is dubious? At best, it was merely in the wrong place at the right time; a foreign substance covered with layers of nacre to protect its host. In other words, a fortunate squatter.
Don’t get me wrong, I have no problem tooting my own horn to friends who know better. Consider a favorite song of mine. It’s just that tooting my own horn comes perilously close to plagiarism and I couldn’t, for the life of me, cite all the people who deserve “credit.” So, best not to toot at all.
