You’re here now.
Why do you live inside your head?
Why don’t you live in the now?
There’s so much to see out there in the world, why don’t you see it?
Why do you insist to live in a fantasy instead of the real world?
I don’t get it.
You’re so bright.
You have your whole life in front of you.
And you don’t want to live it.
You want to live a fantasy.
I don’t understand.
What made you this way?
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Categories: flash fiction