If you were one part human, two parts something else — another animal, a plant, an inanimate object — what would the other two parts be?
We are actually made up mostly of water which is why when you start a diet, you lose the first three or four pounds so easily, it’s mostly water. The fat reserve is shed much more slowly as we slowly come to realize with a lot of frustration at times.
I was thinking of water because swimming with the dolphins might be fun; but on second thought, our oceans are pretty polluted and the marine life would fare much better if I stayed out of the ocean and put my efforts more towards trying to find ways on land to keep the plastics out of our oceans, banding together with others to keep the oil companies from drilling in the Arctic Circle and in doing that, I would really be honoring our oceans, instead of just playing around with dolphins and sea lions.
So instead I was thinking that even though I wouldn’t want to look like a lizard, being a bit chameleon-like would be pretty awesome; blending into whatever situation you find yourself in; it would be perfect for gardening. I could have a lot of fun with camouflaging myself in the garden, jumping out at the chipmunks, watching Jack try to find me with his trusty little nose. After seeing Raven/Mystique in the X-Men movie, I could imagine all of the different scenarios that being camouflaged would come in handy. I am pretty sure that I wouldn’t take unfair advantage, I would be too busy goofing around innocently with my newfound talent.
The other part would be birdlike; I would love to soar like a hawk or an eagle, flying far and wide, surveying all below me. After seeing how beautiful Angelina Jolie was with her wings, folded neatly behind her shoulders, I figure that I could rock a similar pair of beautiful, strong wings capable of propelling me into the air at a moment’s notice. I know that evolutionary speaking, we weren’t made to soar or coast the wind currents like birds, our bones are far too dense, but a girl can dream.
Oh I wouldn’t want to be a bird. I’d be too scared to fly. That’s a tricky prompt!
I agree with you wholeheartedly about this being a tricky prompt; I was having a devil of a time trying to find a little bit of inspiration. I do better when I am telling you about something that I cooked or baked or planted; being on the road is hard on my inspirational moments. I think that if we had the tools to fly perhaps we wouldn’t be scared because our bodies would know what to do. Theoretically, of course. 😀