Most of us lead normal lives. You know, raised in a stable family, excelled in high school, went on to get a higher education. All of this ultimately leads us to lack- luster careers in order to make the means to get by. Throw in some love and you find yourself settling down to raise a family (aka your parents lives on repeat). Don't get me wrong, despite how melancholic this sounds I look forward to each stage- I am a true advocate of appreciating life. But what if? What if you were an instrumental genius, or a genius in general, a world traveler with no responsiblities, or how about an aspiring model just trying to get by with a homemade portfolio? I think about this all the time. I'd be a genius hidden within theAlderman stacks, making discoveries and theories... very Beautiful Mind- like. Of course I'd have to sacrifice any social life, be completely disheveled, and have far too large glasses for my face. I think could rock the look. My second "self" would be (note the extremes) an aspiring model- kinda like Factory Girl. Living in NYC with no money and trying to find fame by a photo. This would probably entail lots of random sex and drugs (sorry for the stereotyping!)- so probably not the best lifestyle. But why would I wanna be these things? Well because average Sarah can be boring (I totally would not have the name 'Sarah' either). These lives are so completely different and out of my realm that they intrigue the eccentricity in me.
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