I love peculiar. I love bizarre. I live for the unusual. In all honesty, I am one peculiar creature no wonder the inclination. Waking up and finding myself surrounded by aliens therefore, would be my absolute dream come true. I cannot count the number of times I dream of such occurrences.
My curiosity however, will take two different paths. Are they as I envisioned them? You know, cute, smart, tall with a kaleidoscopic skin filled with my favourite colors. I know, my description will so much differ with everyone one else’s. However, as I said, I am one peculiar being. If they appear so, Lord knows I will be over the moon. I do not believe in love at first sight but there is always an exception. Right? I would fall head over heels for them. I will not even care which to love, I would probably love them all. Equally of course. I would maybe invite them for a cup of my best coffee in an attempt to woo them. I say coffee as I can easily be wood by a good cup of coffee. I know, peculiar! I would then interest them in my ADHD-laden stories which most likely will never have endings due to my excitement. It will be so difficult for me to keep one story while having an audience of my dream aliens. Who can keep a straight mind when their wildest fantasies came true? Not me for sure.
If they appeared as they are depicted by the others, you know, scary, green with a weirdly shaped head and with tough skin, I would be quite disappointed. I think quite is actually an understatement to the amount of disappointment I would be feeling at the moment. However, I am quite openminded and my silly self would still be curious and adventurous enough to interact with such a scary being. I would not offer them coffee nor tell them endless stories with no ending, I would however turn into a journalist and plough their mind. They are always depicted as intelligent, a quality I would not let go to waste. If am not getting my tall and cute alien, I am leaving a wiser person.
