i wonder what it would be like to be someone else all the time.
i try to picture myself as someone else.
someone with a different mind. different thoughts and insights on wordly matters & the small things.
but mostly i just wish i could shape myself into their pocket and live in their steps for a few moments of the day, just an observer, a shadow.
it would be interesting.
but it would always be nice to come back to me.
my mind is my mind.
permeable to what i wish.
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