Sometimes I daydream about terrible things happening to me. Like I’ll imagine almost drowning and getting pulled onto the beach, or getting kicked in the face and having a black eye and a big scar, and having to tell people what happened. I’ll imagine him leaving me for someone else, and our big showdown fight in public, my tearful exit. I don’t know why. Most people probably daydream about winning an Academy Award, but I spend a lot of time imagining my funeral or how I’d look in a body cast. I don’t even get scared. I just like to imagine them, all these potential emergencies.

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