OK, here’s the thing about why being an actor is do damn appealing. You get to try out being all these different people — a teacher one day, a ballerina the next. You can be a bitch, a fool, a comic genius, a jealous spouse, an angry teenager, a brilliant surgeon…You get to experiment with a smorgasbord of personalities, and professions, and relationships.

It’s thrilling.

You don’t choose just one look, just one job or just one partner. You switch it up every day. It’s like multiple personality disorder without the social stigma.

It sounds wonderful, doesn’t it? No daily routine, no singular identity. It’s not that I’m unhappy in my existence. It’s just that I think it would be so fun to experience a life outside my own. To live, briefly in someone else’s world. Where every choice — from the clothes I wear to the people I love and the place I live — is made by someone else, some other version of me.