she is the other

'have you ever prayed you would wake up different the next day?'


A fire red mowhawk hair or might as well no hair at all!! a thick sick makeup to cover the face and a deafening sound of pure rock and roll. Best! I could just imagine. I should've been a rockstar! How many times did I tell myself that? I should have picked to be the other person...

I should've been travelling the world by now..entering and exiting different airports. walking cobbledstoned streets, sitting at a hundred year old park, discovering authentic architecture, watching endless series of sunsets of my life...laughing, talking and learning with different strangers.

I shoul've been writing best selling novels, creating characters more powerful than Edward and Bella. More historic than the Alcott sisters. More phenomenal than the aussie clownfish. More memorable than Snow White and the 7 dwarfs...touching one's life.

I could've been a lover, a wife, a parent, taking the next level of the game.

"could've, would've, should've?"

At the end of 'today', I would turn off my computer, cross the street , take the train, hail a bus, walk along a strange neighborhood and face another round of life with a sad lazy dog, a bored clumsy bear, a Jim Stark wannabe and a sick dying elephant..battle for hours through silence until dreams catch and give us all a break.


'Better days', i could almost taste it.