A friend asked me what animal I would want to be if I could transform myself anytime.
As we were standing on the beach, feeling the strong wind in our hair, the sound of the waves through our ear canal and free sand scrub on our feet, I wish could stop time a while.
Stay here forever, even. Avoid the obligations and stress which would take place right after Sunday’s dinner.
The ray of sunlight in the gloomy sky gave me the calm to think about question she asked me.
I’d like freedom. So a dolphin? An Eagle? A male lion?
My peacefulness got rudely interrupted by the squawking of a seagull. I look up.
Because of the strong airflow he doesn’t even need to use their wings to fly. He can walk around the beach whenever he wants. Even go surfing on the waves.
“I’d like to be a seagull”, I answered.
“I want to shit on the freshly washed car of those who have hurt me. I want to wake the up in the morning way before the alarm goes off. I want steal the bag of chips they just bought”.
My friend grinned.
“And the best of all, they can’t do anything back at me, because all these crazy environmental activists are dedicating their life to protect my species”.
So what is freedom?
Being able to easy your bitterness by having the power to take limited revenge on those who “deserve” it?
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t work (only) towards “success” to show others. But that one day, I went out for a drink and the waitress turned out to be a former bully telling me that this was her job now, it felt pretty damn good.
Even better when she asked what my life looked like.
“Oh, I just got back from a businesstrip from the US”, I told her (the truth), “Here you go, keep the change”. I winked, turned around and walked away wearing that big grin on my face she been deserving for a long long time.