I'd like to be able to teleport

specifically, I'd like to invent a cheap, handheld teleportation device.

I'd like to be unaware of whatever I can't do, and be happy with what I can. And I wish the list of what I could do would be longer, much longer.

heehee -I always wanted to learn the flute but was forced to play violin :lol:

I always wanted to be able the throw a pot on a wheel and figure skate. Am doing both right now -my own personal American Dream

I'd like to be able to really touch type. And I will one day.

I'm pretty much of a mindset that there's nothing you can't do if you try hard enough.

Oh, sweets, you just made me realise what it is I really would like...and really cannot have.

You used the word 'unaware'.

I'd like to be unaware of myself. Just to see what it's like. It's something I've never really experienced, except when asleep or concentrating hard on something (like a book). I don't know, maybe everyone's conscious of themselves, but other people seem to be able to forget themselves for a while and lose themselves in the moment. I don't think I recall ever, unless drunk, interacting with other people and not being aware of how I was presenting myself. I don;t mean competently aware, I may well be mistaken in what i think I am presenting. But I am never not presenting myself. Even when relaxed, even when perfectly at ease and at peace, if I am talking to someone, I am very conscious of my externalised self, my movements, my stance, the amount of eye contact I am making. All of it is quite conscious and sometimes pretty mechanical. Not dishonest, just ... deliberate. Like there's always a detached part of me observing, directing my part in the conversation.

It's no great mystery where that comes from *smiles* given my childhood experiences, and for the most part it serves me well these days. What started as crippling self-consciousness because of how I looked and all the other attendant stuff with eczema, that make you noticable (fidgeting, having to apply moisturiser every 20 mins or so, and therefore having greasy hands etc, scratching, suddenly noticing bloodstains on your school blouse. All makes you very aware of yourself, even if you can't actually stop the things that you're aware of) left me with the ability to walk into almost any situation and if necessary interact with large groups of people, without anybody ever thinking I am anything but relaxed.

I'm not saying I am unhappy with the way I am. I am now a fairly relaxed and carefree individual much of the time. But I am curious. There appears to be something other people do that I don't recall ever doing. Not ever, not even during the heights of passion.

I was just browsing over at Graph Jam and found THIS - so I am adding a post script to my former response. :D

@ Dana, are you looking for the word unselfconscious?

[soapbox] To those of you who wish to play a(nother) musical instrument or learn a(nother) language: What's stopping you? If it's the time money thing, then I hope you manage to find the missing resource soon. If it's "oh, I wish I'd learnt as a kid but it's too late now" then allow me to say to you, humbly ... "BOLLOCKS! GET ON AND DO IT! IT'S NEVER TOO LATE".
I was gonna say this yesterday, but am even more inspired to do so today having listened in on my Best Beloved teaching his newest student the cornet today - a guy who started only a few months ago and had never played any musical instrument or read music before. I've not heard him for a couple of months and he's made such evident progress in that time, a fuller, more steady tone, good grasp of basic note lengths, better stamina, one of the tunes he played he played at sight faultlessly ... really impressive progress. He must be 55 years-old if he's a day. He's having a ball! It's so great to hear him.
I could say the same about languages as I've taught language classes with older persons in ...
Yes you learn more slowly as an adult, but you also have the wisdom to apply yourself more thoroughly and see the results. Get on and DO IT! [/soapbox]

WTF? Next you'll be saying we can actually read books.

Next thing you know they'll be walking naked down main street. It's communism. :3_eyes:

Promise? :drool:

See, there they go. Quick, look out your window.

Nothing but a bunch of scruffy fishermen.:(

Oh sorry. Damn casting screwed up again!

I would like to be less indifferent about the amazing assortment of musical instruments that I know how to play but am badly out of practice with.