Bucket Lists are Stupid

The cops just pulled me over. Again. And I’ve been waiting in my car for over 20 minutes. But I’m not concerned - I haven’t committed a crime. Well, nothing serious, anyway.

You see, I have only one name on my Driver’s License: Dolphina (which is also the solitary name on my Social Security Card and Passport – which leads to more exotic delays). Right now, the police officers are most likely stupefied on precisely how to find me in their system – or wondering if I exist at all.

Then they return to my car and ask me what my ‘real’ or ‘last’ name is. To them, this is rare incident, but it happens to me all the time. Sometimes an impromptu bellydance performance or pulling my finger cymbals out of my glove compartment or dance bag suffices the average skeptic.

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