Imagination

I’m afraid, I lose sense of time most of the day. One minute I’m writing and the other I’m just lost, lost somewhere in the land of imagination. Everything seems to be replica of what I’m living now except that I’m able to change situations, expressions, gestures, even feelings on a whim.

It’s like living parallel with a world of my imagination. It’s flexible. I don’t even try much to get there. I just am naturally there. It’s in the real world, it takes efforts to come back to.

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