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2005-04-30 - 10:32 p.m.

As discussed in the past, although I grew up in God-fearing household I'm not one who follows a set religion of any kind.

Which is why I find it strange that I hope reincarnation is true. Well, I do have a selfish reason.

Do I want to come back as a lazy rich bastard? No. (Okay, I'm already lazy and quite possibly a bastard...) Do I want to come back as movie star, rock star or famous author? No. No. No.

I want to come back as a bird. An albatross, to be exact. I love the water and would find it great fun. Apart, that is, from the drudgery of having to find food all the time, not to mention avoiding being killed by those fuckers who persist in line-fishing. Oh, to be able to glide on thermals, to swoop down and play between huge Southern Ocean rollers with sometimes just a wingtip touching the top of the wave.

There's one small problem, though. My fear of heights. Although I think I would be fine - I'm one of those people who gets worried looking down from twenty (or even ten) floors high yet can look down out of a plane at whatever height and have no fear whatsoever.

Guess the answer is when I'm an albatross and I do fly close to land, I really should avoid sitting on any tall buildings.