Imaginary Day

Tomorrow is February 29, the imaginary day. The extra day in our year.

An extra day! It's like a bonus life. How will I spend mine? How will you spend yours?

I know I'll be at work, but I also think... in a way, anything you do tomorrow doesn't count. It's extra day. The day for life in the margins, where you can scribble up a new fantasy and try on a new hat.

Today I have a terrible headache. Maybe tomorrow, I'll be a person without a headache.

I'm trying to read my own cramped marginalia, and figure out who I am and who I want to become and how I'm going to get there. I've pushed a lot of my self to the side and become new people over the years, new people for other people.

Imaginary day is for editing. Don't edit yourself, be yourself fully, but edit your life a little bit. Pick the things that work. Let go of the things that don't.

Nothing counts on bonus day, so I'm going to eat two cupcakes.