Daydreaming.
This is all I ever do these days.
I dream about the sky turning red or the Sun becoming blue.
I imagine life if I was rich—filthy rich.
I wonder what it would be like to have everything you ever wanted.
The nicest clothes, food, and accesories.
I imagine my life as a poor person,
How I would have to work long hours to get water for my family or maybe only my brother.
What if I was not as fortunate?
What if I was raised in a bad neighbourhood?
What if I was in danger for my entire life?
What I did not have parents who would tuck me into bed at night?
What if...?
I visualize if I had the perfect boyfriend,
With the perfect relationship,
With the perfect story behind it all.
I would invent the craziest and cheesiest tales.
I would meet him accidently.
Maybe we would not enjoy each other's company and argue all the time.
Maybe we did fall in love with one sight.
Maybe we just became friends.
We would have our first kiss at a dance, or a party, or a bridge.
We would have our first fight and that would break us up.
We would get back together, realizing our faults.
Life is not that easy.
Life is not about games and dreaming.
It is about reality,
What is real.
Life is about knowing the correct choices to make and the right people to connect to.
It is not accidently bumping into someone and thinking they are "The One."
If life is that simple, I would stay in reality more often.
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