Sometimes I Just Want<\/p>\n
To fly through the sky, carefree, in freedom.
\nTo heal anyone of anything.
\nTo know, understand, and be able to communicate in every language.
\nTo sing well enough to make other people cry.
\nTo leap through the air like a dancer.
\nTo skip and not worry if I look absurd.
\nTo play, mingling imagination and reality like a child.
\nTo run at full speed, for as long as I want to.
\nTo hide anywhere by fading into my surroundings.
\nTo huddle, warm and cozy, by a fire.
\nTo sleep in total comfort, with sweet, sweet dreams.
\nTo stomp my feet and get my way.
\nTo scream in frustration.
\nTo cry, giving meaning to feelings of helplessness.
\nTo read great books for days and days.
\nTo write better… much, much better.
\nTo articulate the half-formed thoughts that escape so easily.
\nTo inspire others to think and ask questions and wonder and care.
\nTo be more courageous.
\nTo take a risk.
\nTo trust.
\nTo loathe.
\nTo feel more comfortable in my own skin.
\nTo be graceful.
\nTo be awkward.
\nTo shake someone and scream “what is WRONG with you?”.
\nTo pick a fight, for no real reason.
\nTo hear laughter.
\nTo take off and be by myself for a couple of weeks.
\nTo have superhero tools, especially the lasso of truth.
\nTo have a teleportation device.
\nTo have a time machine.
\nTo have a holodeck.
\nTo have a device that could make anything out of anything -free.
\nTo have enough money never to have to think of it again.
\nTo never have to clean anything but my own body.
\nTo travel safely and comfortably – anywhere.
\nTo open everyone’s eyes – including my own.
\nTo have a working magic wand.
\nTo suddenly notice that I’m happy.
\nTo have a good tree to climb.
\nTo go on a ferris wheel.
\nTo go ice-skating.
\nTo go skiing.
\nTo go camping.
\nTo be wise.
\nTo be silly.
\nTo be fun.
\nTo be frivolous.
\nTo be loving.
\nTo be loved.
\nTo be cruel.
\nTo be petulant.
\nTo be unreasonable.
\nTo be logical.
\nTo be disciplined.
\nTo be unfettered.
\nTo be irresistible.
\nTo say exactly what I’m thinking.
\nTo be completely selfish.
\nTo be sweet, for no particular reason.
\nTo live in that happy spot between desire and ego-lessness.
\nTo find the ideal balance between order and chaos.
\nTo be left alone.
\nTo get attention.
\nTo slap someone right across the face.
\nTo do something meaningful with my insights before I forget them.
\nTo have something more than insight.
\nTo see for miles and miles.
\nTo let go and trust the cosmos.
\nTo float downstream.
\nTo laugh naturally, untainted by any history.
\nTo dream vividly, in color, and with all my senses, and remember everything.
\nTo be able to play any music I’ve ever heard or can imagine, and on any instrument.
\nTo experience the world in terms of wonder.
\nTo create visual works of art that turn out just the way I imagine them.
\nTo kiss and be kissed – with passion and tenderness.
\nTo be held and comforted.
\nTo believe that everything will be all right.
\nTo make love for hours and hours.
\nTo hold hands and walk together.
\nTo talk for hours about everything and nothing.
\nTo be more likable.
\nTo be witty.
\nTo be as bitchy and cantankerous as I please.
\nTo be sneaky and sly.
\nTo throw down the gauntlet.
\nTo do the dozens.
\nTo alphabetize my books.
\nTo find the book I was looking for.
\nTo remember the perfect word for that.
\nTo know everyone’s name.
\nTo make everything all better.
\nTo have a plan.
\nTo see real justice in real life.
\nTo feel sorry for myself.
\nTo feel sorry for someone else.
\nTo always look like I was exactly 28, but live forever.
\nTo talk to God, and get it, and like it.
\nTo confer with the minor deities, and emerge unscathed.
\nTo discover the perfect energy source.
\nTo discover the cure for greed.
\nTo read – at will – anyone’s thoughts.
\nTo live in a more civilized and caring country.
\nTo have friends in all the imaginary kingdoms, but no foes.
\nTo die.
\nTo really live.
\nTo be immortal.
\nTo understand and forgive.
\nTo hold a grudge like it was a piece of treasure.
\nTo be more realistic and pragmatic.
\nTo keep an even keel.
\nTo keep a stiff upper lip.
\nTo keep my cool.
\nTo express everything.
\nTo be silent.<\/p>\n
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