Wanna trade?

I am often jealous of other people's lives. It is not because I dislike my own (it's pretty fabulous most days) but because of how different they are from my own.

My stylist friend, for example, is a beautiful girl who in the past year has dated a UFC fighter, a tattoo artist, a lawyer, and a drummer for a famous punk band. She went to jail the day before she met the President of the United States, was the stylist for a major concert tour, and lives pay-check to pay-check most of the time. Another friend has three beautiful children, married her college sweetheart, and works full-time as a nurse.

I know a guy in a professional improv group, a woman who designs sets for haute couture runway shows, and a woman who is in a different state or country every month consulting with businesses. I just met a guy taking a secret post in Washington D.C. for the next three years and a woman who is a specialist in alternative autism treatments.

I enjoy my life. I have a lot of fun and wouldn't change the decisions I've made that have brought me here. Sometimes though, I think it would be fun to be someone else for a week or so- to live a life completely different from mine with different responsibilities. Be a mom, a rock-star, a secret agent, or a comedian. Having a new set of problems and responsibilities would be a blast - at least for awhile.