at a young age, out of boredom, I learned to ascribe gender to numbers and colors (e.g. 7 is a girl, 6 is a tomboy, 5 is a boy). it served the auxiliary purpose of further illustrating the world in front of my eyes.

sometimes I think I’m over this childish way of looking at things, and then my sister tells me that the black and silver fan in the living room is a woman in athleisure wear, and it makes too much sense to me.

also, whenever i try to remember what month it is, i have to imagine a clock in a white sky with the numbers replaced with the months of the year. can anyone relate to any of this???