Saturday, October 25


~~Shoes~~

There was just this tingling evening breeze, coupled with the cool post-rain feeling, which blew past me as I shut the gate just outside Vennie’s house. I don’t know, but as I looked up to glance at her front door, it was closed, for the first time. And immediately, I knew something was bothering me. Not really bothering, actually, but I was stumped for an answer. It was suddenly that a question popped out from nowhere – just what if I was Vennie?

No, it’s not the type of ‘living in people’s shoes’ kind of feeling, but to actually project your character on a person, and see yourself behave in that person’s circumstances. The idea is totally different from being in that person’s character and understanding him or her.

Confused? I am too.

Let’s just start with me living in Vennie’s shoes but being myself. Just imagine waking up to a laptop, playstation, a bed, and your own room. I know these aren’t things everyone likes, but hey, I am myself, and I happen to like these things. I know myself. The many things that I can get hold of would have spoilt me rotten. I am neither envious nor jealous, but I am just stating a fact. Living under a roof with two siblings would have driven me crazy, though I once rashly mentioned I wanted a brother.

I start to wonder if I were living like her, would I be what I am today? Here I am, typing some incoherent sentences, but if I were in her house right now, would I ever finish what I wanted to say? Would I even be able to feel what I am feeling now?

And would my parents have lived together that way? I might not have to travel yearly to see my dad. But I like my present arrangement. Actually, not like, but accustomed. Who would like to see his or her parents separated? But perhaps, just a little, it makes me feel better that way.

Would I be this…? Would I be that…? Fascinating? Hey, we are only on the tip of the iceberg. Wondered how you yourself would turn out to be? Hell, it’s a world of possibilities.

It’s a comparison between two complete different people. I really don’t know, and I doubt I would ever will.

Do you understand?

Posted by Isabelle at 11:05 pm