In another life
In another life you could be whatever you wanted to be. No responsibility, no law to hold you down, no moral code if you so wished. You could go wherever you wished, do whatever you wanted, you could be whoever you wanted to be. You could be a youthful heir to a multibillion dollar empire. The world at your feet, every whim served to you on a silver platter. You could be a honest labor, working the day away, the power of creation and destruction found in the palm of your hand. Only the people you answer to will have any control of the fate of your designs. You could be an artist, molding, painting and shaping the world around you. No one understands your inner turmoil, only the vague interpretations they offer with the criticism of your work. You could be the preacher, spreading messages of faith and guidance to ...