Daydreaming

Never thought about it this way: if there were no financial constraints, if I, as a person but not a mother, got to ask myself what I really want to do besides the million things I'm already doing, what else would I love to add? 

DJ? Thought about it dozens of times, but Nah, as much as I love all kinds of music, DJing is not that appealing to me.  

Theather? Yes, I did so much from middle school through college; so damn good at it, a natural actor, and quite popular at that time. But Nah, better let it stay in the past. 

Create my own wine brand? A hard pass, I only care about getting high, but not about with what, lol. 

Hate skiing, love swimming. But semi-professional swimmer or whatever that needs to stay in the water the whole day? Nah. Without a hot tub and sauna, I enjoy my swimming 20 laps a day top. Best without any clothing.  

Skydiving? Hell no! Did once while I was happily high and hungover. Felt like flying for five seconds but almost shitted in my pants with the free falls. 

Piloting? Captaining in the sea? Tried multiple times, but Nah, never so intrigued. 

As I was maneuvering with speed and perfect precision in the winding, narrow passes in the hills of Fremont, I knew what I would love to do -- Auto Racing. 

I loooooooove driving, and I'm so exceptionally good at it... Unlike Sandra, who is obsessed with the mechanics of Miata, and Mengyu, whose love is channeled all toward motorbikes, I don't care about cars or bikes. I just enjoy the ride. 

Couldn't get over "Battlestar Galactica", the main reason was "Starbuck". I Am Starbuck! Oh Gosh, I'm so fabulously top-notch at taking those babies out for adventures. We will dart, we will twirl, we will glide, we can flip too, and we will be safe back, as always. 

Maybe I will get into it one day. Who knows. What I know is that I didn't allow Raj to sell the all-leather-handmade-by-Frenchmen saddle. When the finances are ready, my kids will certainly get back on them horses, and I will, too. I damn know I'll be fantastic at it with my muscled-up thighs and butt, tiny build as well. I will have a pony the same size as Tony, well condensed, perfectly for me.  

While I was daydreaming about a new chapter of life that could start in 5-10 years, a car moving in the same direction to my left lane in front of me suddenly made a 180-degree turn back to the right and aimed directly toward my car. In a slipt second, I flung my car to the right, missed the drunk motherfucker by a hair's breadth. 

"Fuuuuuuuuck!" I yelled out. "You motherfuckers should get the Fuck out of the street!" 

See, I am an exceptional driver with incredible reflexes!

I am not much bigger than my kids, 

pony like Tony is just right for me.