I just don’t know what I’d want to be.

I know this is probably off the point, but I don’t know who I want to be as a person. I blame this on reading too many books.

Sometimes I see my myself living in country type area, surrounded by farm animals and vegetable patches, working in a Rudolf Steiner school and other times I see myself living Manhattan working as a writer, and the list goes on and on.

This is interesting though, and I just thought of it now – never do I relish what I actually do have, my job,where I live. I don’t dislike them either, in fact I consider myself very lucky.

Getting back to your question I think I would like to be a giant sized turtle. No reason for this except they like they’re own space, and wherever they go they are home.