In my fantasy, I get to come and go as I please. I get to wear the hottest fashion without worrying about the practicality of skirts on the playground or aerating the lawn with my heels. I get to hear live music on a Tuesday night and don't have to go home before the after party. I'm privy to backstage passes because my friends are in the band and I can drink from the top shelf because I don't have to worry about buying more diapers.
Those who know me probably can see a few aspects of my personality that might not fit the 'rockstar' stereotype. I barely swear. I'm not a heavy drinker and I require a good solid 10 hours of sleep to function. I enjoy food too much to survive on an endless cup of coffee and truth be told? I couldn't imagine me being able to party more than a few times a month. I'm too attached to my quiet time. I crave security and sensibility and can't wrap my mind around illogical actions. I'm too analytical and maybe a tad neurotic.
Maybe I can't have groupies, or get a tricked out RV for my road trips, but I can dream right? In the meantime, I'll settle for my fresh tattoo, black jeans and some seriously hot 5 inch heels.
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