Are you the favourite person of anybody? That's a loaded question. Ask someone you know, and you're almost guaranteed some uncomfortableness. Worst case scenario- either
a) they'll tense up, shake their head, then confide in you about a crippling loneliness all the while crying on your shoulder and you feel like an asshole for asking the question or...
b) they'll respond with a thoughtful "Yeah", then smile with a smugness and distance that obviously means they're thinking about that person. And you'll feel a pang of jealousy and an overwhelming urge to kick their shins. That'll teach them to be beloved.
It is a loaded question, but its intriguing all the same. As is wondering whether or not you have a favourite person yourself.
I first watched this short a few months ago. At the time, in spite of being surrounded by people I loved, I felt desperately alone. A huge factor, I think, in that is that didn't have a favourite person, nor was I the favourite person of anybody. In hindsight, I was being overly co-dependant. I still don't have a favourite person, nor am I the favourite person of anybody, but I don't feel as inadequate for it as I used to. I console myself with the idea that it isn't always a positive thing to have or be a favourite. It is so rare that someone can invest everything in another, and even rarer that the investment will be mutual. Rarer still that neither party will be hurt by this. Surely its better to love and be loved by many. It is less responsibility for everyone involved. That's what I'm trying to console myself with.
Still, I could sure use some oranges right now...
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