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I often wonder what another soul would have done in my body.

I picture a girl with shinier hair and straightened teeth. She weighs a little more. She's a little tanner. She went to her high school prom with her basketball playing boyfriend and later off to college in southern California. She lived in the dorm with all her girlfriends and there's dozens of pictures of her with them, smiling. She's not the prettiest one of them, but it doesn't matter.

She doesn't think as much as she lives. She graduated college this year and now she's student teaching in Santa Barbara. In five years she's engaged to a man who loves her and she loves him. He's a newly started English Professor at the University of San Diego. He's 32.

They have a beautiful wedding in a Catholic church. The reception ends in the wee hours of the morning with the two of them on the beach in the moonlight, drinking wine. There's a picture of it above the fireplace in their two story home in the heart of the city. She bores her two brunette children, Joel and Jessica with tales of how they met before they fall asleep each night.

Joel and Jessica bore their children with the same stories twenty years later at the family Christmas dinner. But what's a little boredom now and then.

I don't want a crack at anyone else's body, because I know I'd just ruin it again. But sometimes I wish someone else had gotten mine.


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Dec. 16th, 2003 12:58 am (UTC)
Dec. 16th, 2003 01:04 am (UTC)
Dec. 16th, 2003 03:24 am (UTC)
my dad's name is joel.
he's practically perfect
despite the smoking and the
passing gas/locking the windows bit
he used to torture my mother with, growing up.

Dec. 18th, 2003 01:09 am (UTC)
I accidently injected a little of myself into that, as I would name my son Joel if I ever planned on having a child and inflicting my genes on an innocent human being. But I don't.
Dec. 18th, 2003 03:18 am (UTC)
It's a good name.
All the Joel's I know, dad aside
are all very good people.
That means a lot considering all the men
i've met who have ruined a perfectly good name.

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