It's the kind of thought process that I try to trick myself into before I go to sleep, to court fantastic, weird dreams. Play around with a mental "what if," imagine where I could be. Granted, a large part of the luxury of this little game is that I'm happy where I am. When life isn't good, these little games are just exhausting noise. But, when things are good, it's fun to play make-believe.
And the thought that the possibilities really are endless? Intoxicating.
As a kid, we moved every 3 or 4 years. It was rough, believe me, but it was fun in the fact that I got a personality housecleaning...I could start over, carte blanche, and try to be different...to be better. Less bookish. More serious. More outgoing. Less anxious. Whatever. And sometimes, I miss that.
Although for the next time? I wouldn't mind a hint about what's ahead. I think...
Ok, turning the tube off and spending some quality time with my bathtub. My five?
- a new haircut. feeling like a new woman!
- loud nailpolish, especially on toes.
- dreams. of any variety. although i'm less fond of bad ones...
Note: the tv series has been cancelled, I think. Sad.