Sometimes it just takes a particular dress
I’ll call myself Tatiyana today and flaunt around as if I’m waiting for a limo.
I’ll grab a pack of cigarettes as if I smoke everyday to get away from my daily stresses.
I’ll buy an expensive glass of wine at the bar tonight and swirl it around my glass, the smell enticing me even more to continue playing character.
Sometimes it just takes a particular strand of weed
I’ll call myself Sade today and philosophize about what it means to be human.
I’ll talk about how to validate emotions and heal past trauma. Discover feelings that are coming from the deep subconscious.
I’ll pick up the joint, breathe in deeply and exhale. The smell enticing me even more to continue slipping away from this reality into a new one.
Sometimes it just takes a particular accent
I’ll call myself JJ today and adopt a British accent.
I’ll drink beers and dance the night away.
I’ll listen to myself talk and be excited by all the attention I receive from being different. It’ll entice me to play into my character even more and chat about the homeland and how we should all visit one day.
Every time, it takes the need to escape
I’ll call myself Jasmin today and accept that I love to escape my reality now and again.
I’ll smoke weed, buy a new dress and wear a british accent, all to be someone different for a few hours.
All these masks exist within me as versions of myself.
I’d like to think that because I am a complex person my vices would be complex as well. I am honest with myself, I understand that vices are a means of escaping present uncomfortable certainties and that’s what I do