A Lesser Mortal: Rebirth

for what it's worth

December 05, 2004

dreams of an insomniac

meeks wants to be a hermit. (dood! i met a friend o mine who had a son recently, and she's called him meekahil... i was like WOAH!) i was commenting on his post about all the thyngs i wanted to be, but then i figured i should do that here... just so when i look back 47 years from now, at all what i wished i were... but couldnt be... thys would remind me to be really, truely, and throughly depressed and disillusioned. not that i need a list to help me with that. aside from wishing i were fish, me thynks me wants thys: i want to be a window cleaner. i want to be a flying saucer. i want to be a bug. i want to be a snowflake. i want to be sunshine. i want to be a speck of dust resting on the tallest tower in the world. i want to be a centipede. i want to be a red streamer. i want to be the first drop of rain that hits the ground on a hot summer day. i want to be a melting strawberry cone. i want to be a two year old chasing a butterfly. i want to be an oz. of mercury. i want to be a scribble of an author -- the first one he makes before starting his award winning book. i want to be a bluebell. i want to be an ant. i want to be the blue in the sky. and the yellow. i want to be a rockstar. i want to be the last teardrop. i want to be the wind. i want to be a wooden plank from a sunken ship. i want to be molten lava. i want to be a rocket scientist. i want to be an english castle. i want to be neon pink. i want to be a balloon. i want to be a seashell. i want to be the titanium skin of a nokia 8910. i want to be a 200-yr old willow tree. i want to be a taquila shot. i want to be a page torn out of someone's notebook. i want to be an ancient turkish sword made in 1806. i want to be a harp. i want to be stone-cold sober. i want to be a rock settled at the bottom of a river. i want to be a shooting star. i want to be the only brick in the wall. i want to be a 7'x4' tapestry. or an afghan rug. i want to be a vulture. and an eagle. and a falcon. or maybe even a heartfelt apology. or a wedding ring found after three decades. i want to be content with all who i am, and be thankful for what i have. and i want to mean it. eds' note: full-tym dictator/part-tym assassin and nightmare-developer excluded from list for fear of havin hemlock branded social outcast.

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