If I had another life -
I could have been a soldier fighting some war I didn't start. I could have been a mother to seven children with one on the way. I could have been a window wiper, wiping penthouses of Wall Street's 'finest.' I could have been a clown rushing from hospital to hospital, sweating through my make-up and sneezing into my clown nose. I could have been a bride, on her most intoxicated day. I could have been a violinist, striking a cord after cord. I could have been a grandfather to three college students. I could have been a firefighter facing death every day. I could have been an opera singer living in Munich. I could have been a seamstress in the fifteenth century someplace that doesn't exist anymore. I could have been a travel agent who never travels anywhere. I could have been an activist, protesting for a better future. I could have been a politician campaigning for the past. I could have been a scam artist, a thief, a robber. I could have been a child, a sailor, a queen. I could have been my sister, I could have been my friend If I had another life - I could have been you, and you could have been me.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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