Chasing Cars

I sometimes wonder how my life would be if I changed the way I lived it. How would it be if I completely changed my surroundings, the people I know, the food I eat, the places I visited, the language I spoke, the music I heard?  It is really difficult to imagine it because it’s too much to bear. This kind of thinking would imply the transformation in everything you are and everything you were. It is like being completely aware of the things you have and could make, and still wishing to start a fire so it could extinguish everything you knew, leaving a bunch of ashes. Having that bunch of ashes could provide you the opportunity to reborn like a phoenix. You could start everything all over again but in a different way.

How would I be if I lived in the complete opposite spectrum of my life? What if I lived in the forest or in the countryside in a little house? There I could forget about many things that being born in the city implies.

Maybe it is a very coward thing to do but it gives me the change to dream of a life where I’m not too busy chasing cars.