switcharoo.

I was having one of those pleasant what if conversations on a walk though downtown this weekend. What if, in a weird twist of events, I was granted the powers of inhabiting someone else's body. In said Freaky Friday situation, I don't think I'd opt for the boy body so I could see what it would feel like to stand up peeing or to think about sex (what is it, again?) every 10 seconds? Rather, I think I'd like to spend a day (or whatever allotted amount of time) in the bodies of 10 people (possibly in different countries or culture) that are truly in love. This way I could unveil not only the myths of if we all see the same colors and feel the same emotions, but also experience "true love" and all the variety that love brings to different people. Then I'd write an enticing novel.

Oh the what ifs in life.