The other day my radio station was asking callers to talk about their double lives. I think it would be hard to live a double life. I can barely live my own life. Imagine twice the bills, twice the hassles, twice the errands.
No thanks. Then if you want to keep your double life secret, that's a whole other area of effort. Lying every day to one family, then going to your other house and lying to your other family. Just thinking of new lies and stories would be exhausting.
An optimist might argue that having a double life would also mean twice the happiness. Sure, but this would be erased by the stress of lying to everyone you know. And the commuting time as you drive or fly between homes or cities or jobs.
Not worth it. In fact, I suggest it's impossible. No one could spread themselves that thin for an extended period of time. You might be able to do it for a month or two. Maybe.
The only way it would be worth living a double life is if both lives were awesome and stress-free. But then if you had one awesome, stress-free life, why would you need another?
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