

Dreaming of Reality 2I could very easily say something to effect of 'It all started...' Or maybe 'The day it all began...' But in truth, it didn't start anytime around when I will start this story. In all honesty, it "began" in a simple story. Not one that any one has seen, not one that any one knows about. Just a simple story that ended up on the bottom of a trash bag. Why? Becauase it was written for me, by me, and in honesty, about me. I could truly say that the story was about me, and in a sense, it was. The person the story followed was a person that was sort of like my "good" side. My innocent side, if you will. I don't believe that I ever actually had an iDreaming of Reality 2


Dreaming of RealityTo a writer, his stories are his life. He dreams, and his stories appear. He will often wake up just to jot down a couple words on a scrap of paper. He will use napkins, receipts, all kinds of paper, just so he doesnt loose an idea. And even with all his efforts, the ideas may never actually make it into print. Thus, quite literally, a writers stories are his life. With so much frantic note taking and idea scrounging, its not surprising that a writer will often mistake reality for a story, or visa versa. But eventually he finds the truth; eventually he separates whats real and what isnt. Thats the way it should bDreaming of Reality
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If you think life sux 24/7, You need a new hobby.
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If you think life sux 24/7, You need a new hobby.
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