There are a few alternate realities that I often like to play with. To put itinto context, i,m a slender black man in his mid thirties but I can vividly 

picture what it,d be like to be a twenty year old white girl. Its' amzing how

with no effort I can float into another foreign body. My most common fantasy 

is that i work at some sort of shop, or maybe an ice cream cart and I;m bored a lot. 

I pretend I spend a lot of time reading hoping something amazing 

will happen to be, perhaps the store will get robbed or i,ll be the witness

to some elaborate government scheme, but most of my day involves smiling 

at people who dont really notice me. This oddly feels comforting; as if

falling out of my body has somehow granted me a respite from being at times