i shift for Ξ±βΞ½ΡΞ·ΡΟ ΡΡ. traversing jungle ruins to find ancient idols; cinematic battles that test bravery; sword fights to defend the honor of a kingdom. metaphorical, or literal, leaps of faith that make you question your sanity, but will leave you a story to tell for ages.
i shift for ΟΟΞ·βΡΡ. to visit lands once only accessible in daydreams that leave you speechless. to see sights without the barrier of imagination or a screen. where i can swim with mermaids at dawn, and fly with fairies at dusk.
i shift to ΡΟΟβΟΡΡ. walking through the streets of empires who once thought they were invincible. know the lives of those history honors, but especially those whom history forgot. jetsetting continents in this decade, or the next. witness the past, and the future.
i shift to βΡΞ±ΡΞ·. browse the shelves of alexandria before the flames snuffed out the knowledge of their scrolls. speak the languages forgotten or fantastical. if it takes 10,000 hours to master a skill, then i want 10,000 lives to take them all on. i will become an encyclopedia of the lives I will lead.
i shift to Π²ΡβΟΞ·g. late night conversations. midday shenanigans. racing down the halls of galleries, or jaunting through well-worn forest paths on quests. screens and paper will no longer keep me from those who will understand me as i do them.Β
i shift for βΟΞ½Ρ. the type that poets have spent millennia trying to capture in words. desperate grabs, lingering looks, kisses that make the knees weak. where you just want to be wrapped in them for eternity, and beyond.
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