Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Mindgames
I love living in mind. Weaving tales of romance, lust, longing and desire ; tales of fun, frolic and mysticism; tales of loneliness and despair, in the dark crevices of my warped mind. Tales I read out to myself, listen to wide eyed and mesmerised and then, live out, line by line, on my mind's proscenium. Lives I wish I had but would rather prefer to preserve as dreams, for as a friend rightly said, reality can never match up to them.
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as a friend rightly said, reality can never match up to them.
Shei. But the thing is, you can't switch reality off at will. Or be whatever you want to be.
And so on.
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