If I Were Rusty

October 7, 2021

As part of my morning routine, I opened our balcony door and greeted good morning to the world. The wind embraced me and my hair obscured my eyes and danced on the disheveled breeze. I took my chongo and scraped back my unkempt hair into a ponytail with a few strands lying down.

For a few more minutes, I stayed on the same spot looking out to the sky while doing my breathing exercise. It somewhat helped me awaken my sleepy soul. A long night isn't really enough to recuperate a tired body. This exercise also helped me calm my mind and eradicate the negative thoughts from yesterday as I always wanted to start my day with a clean slate. Those people who are giving me a pain in the ass aren't worth keeping and I rather shrug them off my mind.

While staring at the cloudy sky, seemed like the rising sun was hesitant to show up and still wanted to rest behind the clouds, but its rays cast silhouettes that painted colors to the sky. The morning sky becomes cloudy and the weather becomes windy as the autumn approaches the winter.

The white clouds were conspicuously scattered and covering the azure blue sky. It made me want to reach and collect them, and place them on my bed. A few moments later, the new prompt of Jonica came to my mind and I told myself, If I were the clouds, I would pave way for the sun so the day would be brighter. I would go down to the Earth and I would lay down on your bed so you could sleep comfortably. At night, I would fly with you on top of me and we'll travel into the universe and make your dreams wonderful and unforgettable. In the daytime, I would fly with you to places you dreamed of visiting. At least, in just a few hours, you'll witness them and I would feel happy to make your real dreams come true.

If I were the sky, I would clear your splotchy thoughts every time you stare at me. I would boost your mood by inflicting bright and warm blue hues into your mind so all you could see are bright and calming colors. Your day would end calmly and beautifully.

A bird popped out from the adjacent building along with its clan. Their flapping wings sent clear sounds into my ears and I witnessed them fly gracefully in the air heading to the west. If I were a bird, I would love to be a white dove, beautiful and pure. I don't like to be kept as a pet by any man and live inside a cage, as I only want to fly high freely to places I want to visit. But if I fall and somebody picks me up, I would love to experience being loved and cared for by a man unconditionally. Because in my entire life, I always give love and care to other people but not receiving the same feeling from them.

Just like birds, I also dreamed to have real freedom. Freedom to fly high and soar in the sky. Freedom to cross the sea and reach a mountain's summit easily. Freedom to see the creatures on the Earth and insights into everything I can see from above. How other people live, how animals interact with each other, how nature gracefully dances with the wind, and witness the transition of leaves during the Autumn season, from green to orange, yellow, red, and brown. I want to witness how flowers and trees bloom in Spring, and how cascading water flows carelessly from waterfalls in high mountains to raging rivers, and into the faded blue sea. Above all, I want to sing harmoniously in the morning to wake you up when your alarms fail to buzz 😁.

The trees below our building started to undress and their leaves were falling because of the wind, and forming sepia hues on the ground, and people passing by hastily stepped on them. If I were a tree, I would be lucky to be part of nature as I love greenery a lot. I wouldn't care if I stand on the same spot for too long, as long as I am giving shelter to birds, insects, and sheds to people who want to rest under my canopies. I wouldn't care if people carelessly climbed on me to get my fruits, as long as I am helping them fill their tummies and they will help me spread my seeds so a new version of me would grow in other parts of the world.

I wouldn't care if my leaves get bald every year for as long as it rejuvenates when spring comes. That's awesome. How I wish my human self rejuvenates that fast as well. And as I grow very old and can't bear standing anymore, I wouldn't care if people would cut me down for as long as they could build a house from my trunk or give warmth to their fireplaces. My sacrifices would be worth it.

After almost 30 minutes of standing on our balcony, I opted to head inside the house and visit the kitchen to prepare my breakfast before changing my pajamas. From the window, I saw a group of male students from the nearby school. Some were jogging while some were lying on the greenery. What caught my attention was the shirtless one, flaunting his masculine body in his shorts.

If I were a boy, oh. I sang while typing that line, now let's continue. If I were a boy, even just for a day
I would roll out of bed in the morning, and throw on what I wanted, then go, lol. Of course, that's not what I wanted, I just literally sang the song of Beyoncé. But if I were a boy even just for a day, I would love to experience the things that only boys can do. Because when I was young when our house was dominated by boys, I was always curious about their stuff and wanted to try the things they were doing.

If I were a boy, I want to walk or jog on the street with shirts off, and I wouldn't care about my belly and the world, lol. Of course, I want a masculine one so girls would flirty smile at me once I passed by them, just like in those Kdrama episodes, lol. I just want to remove my shirt if I feel hot because a lady can't do that on the street. I want to try peeing on the wall while standing, which I wanted to try when I was a little curious cat. Hopefully, the police won't catch me and throw a penalty at me, haha. Maybe I will look for a place where there isn't CCTV and people passing by. A clever one!

If I were a boy even just for a day, I would naughtily kiss a random lonely lady on her cheeks to see her reaction. Will she slap my face or will her face turn red with shame? Just kidding, I respect ladies and gentlemen! If I were a boy, I would defend a vulnerable lady being bullied on the street. I would punch the bully's face and kick his *ss until he kneels down and apologizes to the lady. Ouch, that is too harsh. Something I only see in dramas but I wanted to try, haha. I should have some muscles to do that, or else, I'll end up getting a punch in the face. And lastly, if I were a boy, I would find my ex and punch him hard, more hurtful than the pain he caused when he broke my heart. A sweet revenge, lol.

That was quite long for if I were a boy.

While preparing my breakfast, I could smell the aroma of coffee from the other flat and it enticed me to make one. But I didn't as my tummy reacted to it the last time I drink cold coffee. Meanwhile, my bread seemed to be waiting for me to bite them. They were getting colder.

"If I were bread and coffee, ahm, let me think if I really want because if I were them, my life would end shortly. I would die once the hooman eats me. But at least I could end his overnight fasting and fill his gargling tummy and satisfy his appetite up to his very last sip and bite. I am yummy anyway, I mean, as being this chocolate bread and coffee 😅.

From serious to nonsense, I could tell that that's how this article goes, lol.

Upon checking my readcash account while devouring my food, I was saddened by the fact that Rusty was nowhere to be found again 🤦‍♀️. It's been days now since he sets off for a vacation, but didn't fully return yet, only his alipores (obsequious followers) were visible on the platform. Those tiny little green rusty robots seldomly visit articles, not the real Rusty.

If I were Rusty, I would spread my green BCH love to everyone and not just to certain users. I would roam around from Europe to South Africa to some parts of Asia so everyone would feel happy at the end of the day. Users may have different kinds of articles, but what is mutual is, all are exerting efforts to write good content, so everyone should be rewarded.

Do you miss the real Rusty already?

All we could do is to wait for his full come back, and hopefully, in his return, he would generously surprise us.

In the meantime, you can try this prompt of @JonicaBradley and have fun to divert your sadness about Rusty the missing tiny green robot that seemed lost in the blockchain.

If you want to join, the rules are simple.

• Write original content about prompt #18: If I Were with at least 600 words.

• Tag Jonica and submit to the community PromptlyJonica.

Have fun and happy blogging 🙂.

Drafted this yesterday, but the real Rusty is now back I guess 😅

Time of writing: 8 am 10/06/21