I often find I’m most creative driving in my car. (I’ll wax poetic about how much I love my baby later, when I’ve got a pix.)
When you see a make/model/type/color of a car you make instant judgements about the driver. Because you assume they chose that vehicle for a reason and that alone telegraphs things about them. And humans are trained from birth to try and pick up the littlest nuance about the world around them.
Yet sometimes when you pull up to that particular car you are surprised by what who is driving it. The vehicle is saying one thing but the interior is saying something COMPLETELY different.
The point…yes there is one, even though it seems I meander hopelessly. The point is people are like cars. Our bodies are just the vehicles our craziness personality rides in. But it’s also the physical expression of our personality.
Now before we all start screaming the debate of Nature vs Nurture, let’s look at twins. Same basic template, two different souls…how do they differ as they age? Look at the two actors in the Disney show Suite Life of Zach and Cody. You can see one starting to get a little chunkier. I imagine that’s the personality making decisions that alter the template. (I’d rather play video games and eat than play ball.)
On the flip side to that is the fact that our bodies influence us tremendously. It tells us when its hungry (ALL the time), tired and probably a million other signals on the unconscious level. That has an impact on the personality template. So I imagine it’s a hideous dance wonderful balance between the two.
Then you factor in “free will” and you get back to what your car choice says about you. Statistically, a very high number of obese women were sexually abused in some way in their childhood. The fat is a defense mechanism to make themselves unattractive so “that” won’t happen again. Works incredibly well! Doesn’t make the woman happy, though.
I could go on and on comparing cars to people and what their choices say about who they are. But we’ve heard it all before. We know all this and still make our own choices for our own reasons. Free will, remember. You choose a vehicle for your own reasons and then think you can’t change that vehicle, even though you’ve changed, just because its still a perfectly good vehicle with plenty of miles still left on it.
But we can customize it! Keep it washed and waxed so it shines. Put bumper stickers that reflect the driver’s personality and blast our music out the open windows.
I don’t know if anyone else other than me does this, but I often forget what people really look like. In my memory they are just their personality. The packaging that personality is in, I often forget the details, green eyes vs. blue eyes, etc. Not saying I’m not going to recognize you…but I just cease to recognize certain aspects of the “car” you’re driving. I forget the make and model and just see enough basics to match you physically with that sparkling soul that is you in my memory.
Maybe it’s because I’m weird…or a writer…or just a Californian. I rarely “define” a person by their exterior. If I like you its because of the driver in the car. And guess what…if you annoy me, irritate me, disgust me or piss me off…well again, THE DRIVER!
Not that the Chassie isn’t important! Personality aside if you’re ‘vehicle’ is screaming “don’t have sex with me” I’m gonna hear it and so is everyone else no matter what the driver happens to be yelling out the window!