Monday 3 June 2019 Once a while, it is surreal almost real to be someone else. You feel light-hearted, light –headed and light-footed For you feel guiltless, almost innocent as it is not yourself. Soon you feel like a fish out of water; like a dog without a tail, Not even a stub to wag your appreciation of a successful tale Because you just exist-you are not at all yourself. You do not feel comfortable, not at home and not sure-footed.
