I am not me. Not
a flawed June Cleaver, not
Mommy dearest neurotically raging
about a sink full of dishes and children clothed in
birthday suits and lunch menu items.
I am not me. I am a meta-human hero or
a neko cutie wielding Excalibur
Battling the gods among us for the right to choose our fate.
For a while, I am not me but
I am more me than I have ever been.
Until reality intrudes and I put the controller down.
Today, I am grateful for video games. Could you tell? 🙂