In This Skin Featuring Masoom Parmar - Part 2

In a parallel universe, I would be very disciplined, very hard working, very confident and very organised. I would wake up at five in the morning. I would have become antonymous with lazy. Have the cleanest home, with no unwashed dishes or undusted countertops. I would beg to do the presentations, because I loved the feel of eyes being on me and me alone. Oh glorious spotlight, you. I would be magnetic, dress impeccable. Affable and tall. It would be everything I'm not right now.

But it would all be in vain.

Because in my parallel universe, where everything takes a direct 180 degree twist, I would have no talent. The talent is with me right now. Boundless, amazing potential. Lying dormant. A dragon's egg. A sleeping Vesuvius. Perhaps waiting. Perhaps dead. But certainly no help to the parallel universe Me. Because the power resides with me. Right here, right now.