Perhaps if things were different, I’d like to be a cook of sorts. Been thinking of making Mediterranean styled roast lamb with the specific ingredients and spices, or maybe a stack of pancakes, or just reverse engineering a nice dish I had for dinner. I like practicing on speed chopping, or just sharpening knives. Chopping feels so fluid with sharpened blades. Or maybe just the flick of wrist action Chinese chefs use when cooking wok dishes. Man, what I’d give for a super heated stove or oven. It is all an artistic expression.

Perhaps if things were different, I’d like to have my very own band. I have no rhythm, so I’d probably not contribute very much. Heh, but I’d like the idea of having 3 or 4 people just jamming music in a garage somewhere. The percussionist will start off the tune with “1.. 2.. 3..” and we’d improvise the tune on the spot. It is all an artistic expression.

Perhaps if things were different, I’d like to have been a fashion designer. I oogle at fashion magazines, the stylistic colours, the silky fabrics hugging skin. Design is an abstraction, and you let your imagination roam free. Dressing a person up you can accentuate body curves, or make an elegant figure, all the grandeur in accesorising. It is all an artistic expression.

Perhaps if things were different, I’d like to be less technical and logical in reasoning out the processes of how things work. Ignorance is bliss they say. I am the gadget man, but maybe I’d like to be the Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz, to have a bigger heart. It would be nice to prepare banquets for people, to be the accommodating host. Laughter takes away all worries. I envy the nature of giving without wanting something back in return. It is a simpler way of life.

Perhaps…