Halloween

When I was a kid, I loved Halloween. Looking back, I know it is because it let me be anything other than what I was. I could be prettier, stronger, more glamorous, and as I got older sexier.

It let me be a fantasy. Escape into another world. One where I wasn't shy. Wasn't the kid with the out of control curls, and the hand me down clothes.

My list of costumes certainly reflects that ... Snow White, Princess Leia, Cleopatra, a Cat, and of course, being the 80s, a fabulous punk rocker.

I realized when I woke up today, that I still love Halloween. I wish that today I could shed myself and become something else. Something ... well, the same things I wished when I was a kid.

I suppose its sad really, wishing to be a fantasy. But somedays, its better than looking in the mirror. So tomorrow, maybe I'll try to wake up and accept who I am, maybe even appreciate who I've become. But today, I think I'll lose myself in a fantasy.