I’ll also take dance and look good doing it. I’m good at music and rhythm, but I just can’t translate that to my hips. Maybe I’m too self-conscience.
I’d also like to spend a year or so as an alto. Not that I dislike being a soprano, but I’d like to know what it’s like to be able to sing down into the bass clef. Also, be a drummer in a band. My Rock Band drums have me curious about the real thing.
In my fantasies, I can write. Write well, I mean, and feel comfortable sharing what I wrote.
Oh, and dancing. I have been described by a “friend” as dancing “like a cow on roller skates.” Lovely image, no? But in my fantasies, I’m very good, and sometimes for fun I mentally choreograph dances to popular songs.
It’s funny. I’m an OK dancer, nothing great… but it’s just no a big deal whether I can or can’t. Odd how different things take on different levels of importance…