Why do I look at their pictures and get lost in a world of 'I wish I was....'.
In truth, I don't want to be anyone else or look like them, or have blonde hair, or have curly hair, or be short, or be able to wear 4 inch heels, or be able to lead a band as a singer, to be that confident or be outgoing and silly and whimsical and talented and .....
Oh yeah, I do.
Time to grow up? I think so. Just tell my juvenile jealousy that.