If I could, I would drive up and down every hill.
If I could, I would sing and write regardless of my skill.
If I could, I would build a momentum to everyone I ever knew.
If I could, I would dive into the ocean from the highest cliffs, and swim, and swim, and swim...
If I could, I would seek solitude in a lighthouse, and read books. Perhaps invite someone every now, and then.
If I could, I would write so many stories until my fingers bleed.
If I could, I would draw, and draw, endlessly.
If I could, I would travel the world.
If I could, I would not hesitate to speak to the skeletons in my closet.