In Spanish, my favorite word is “equipaje.” It means “luggage.” In Finnish, my favorite word is “kellari,” or “basement.” In English, my favorite word is “honestly.”
None of these words were picked because of what they mean. It is how they feel upon my tongue, the resonance in my throat, the musicality…
I say “honestly” in a quick three conducted in one, the world’s fastest waltz.
I could dance all night.
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