If I were a dragonfly, I would soar high above the annoying, boisterous cars that pierce the ears. In the air, I would touch every cloud I pass by. Listen to the whistling wind rushing by me, while I avoid bumping into a stupid window. Let the fragrant air carry my wings far away from my troubles and worries. 

If I were a dragonfly, I would love to eat the tasty bugs while I watch the world come and go. My eyes are fixed on where I land. If I see a human, I’ll consider landing on its thumb and enjoy a ride. Oh, wouldn’t it be nice to be a dragonfly.