There are moments in my life, unexpected, unnerving moments, when I find myself looking in from the outside; when I find myself watching me going about my life. I’m observing me, from a distance.
You have to understand that these are brief moments, glimpses, that happen whilst I’m awake. And they happen with alarming regularity these days. Perhaps I find myself standing at the toilet, or about to deal with something at work, or about to go to sleep. And I find myself looking in, detached, watching me about my daily life.
Those are the moments when I most wish I wasn’t me. The moments when I wish I was just watching the dull, movie me. When I wish I was someone else, doing something else.