If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
If I could be someone else for a day is a daunting moment that I wouldn’t be in their shoes. Everyone has their own day to play with. Why would I want to be someone else for? My making is my own good doing or bad doing. I wouldn’t want to trade myself with anyone else. I am the making of my process and live my day to the fullest…I wouldn’t want to waste my time thinking and wishing what it would be like to be someone else. I wouldn’t want to imagine walking in their shoes with all the turbulence of the ups and downs of life. What a yucky idea it is?

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