The note under my bed

Alien

  I am an alien. I live in the past and I live in the future. I live for there and everywhere else. I live everywhere but the here and the now, I don't want to have to deal with the here and the now. The here and now is overwhelming and stressful, but if I live away from the here and now I can avoid all the awful things in the here and the now.
  If I live in the past I can remember all the good things in the world. I can choose what I live, I can live as a happy six year old, with scraped knees and sticky finger from eating melted ice cream. I can sit on the sidewalk and draw chalk "masterpieces" and get a sunburn and have fun peeling it off in three days after complaining about how much it hurt, but then go and do everything exactly the same the next week.
  But if I live in the future I can live how ever I want. I could be the most successful entrepreneur in the world. I could live in a giant house in Paris, and spend my summers in a condo in Belize. All while traveling to countries all around the world with different businesses and companies. Or, I could be a baker, and own my own bakery in a small town in Slovakia. Living in a small house, a quiet and happy life.
  But if I live in the now, I can't run away from the world, I can't live in Slovakia making pastries. I have to live here, and face the world that had been so cruel to me, the world that drained me of my will to live. I am an alien, I live in the future, and in the past, so I can avoid the here and the now.