In my reveries…

I’m Steve McQueen in Bullet when I alight from the left side of a low car.

I’m Heath Ledger’s Joker blowing up the hospital when I press the button on the dishwasher and turn to check the pancakes.

I’m John Travolta at the end of Pulp Fiction when I stand up and walk out of a cafe carrying a book and wearing shorts.

I’m Bruce Willis in the same film changing out of his boxing gear in the back of the cab when I’m wriggling into a suit in the toilet on the train.

I am Michael Corleone in the flashback scene at the end of Godfather Part II as he is left alone at the table after Sonny explodes at him for deciding to enlist for the US Army, when my kids leave the table 5 minutes after sitting down to the lunch that I have spent most of the morning preparing, and I sip my wine, staring out of the window.