(A little sketch i whipped up with some after care via picmonkey, with a few flaws but all the better for harnessing the mind of a child right?)
Five year old me would tell you, rather boldly: when I grow up I want to be a ballerina because I like to dance and I think it would be rather fun to dance all day.
When I jump from the edge of one coach arm rest to another, I feel so accomplished. I could fall and hurt myself but for that moment, in that space, in the air between those two chairs I feel like I am flying.
So since I can not be superman because I can not fly as high as him, I would like to be a ballerina and dance all day.
With my hands stretched out to the fingertips, cutting through the breeze and twirling so that I can see the world rotating on its apsis and feel it under my toes...because I can not see it standing still but i can feel it when i twirl and it reminds me better that times are changing...time is passing, time on earth is beautiful and so...
I would like to dance all day.
This was written in the voice of my five year old self. In retrospect i think what i really wanted out of the superman and the dance is the ability to fly and that was my young brain making the best association, haha. I must admit my wanna be ballerina age was rather brief. For more on the many things I wanted to be while growing up, check out this illustrated post.
Peace. Love. Twirls