Because I have a creative mind, I can conjure such an amazing life for myself. I write the dialogue, develop the plot, set the scene. It's awe-inspiring, fulfilling, and overwhelming. It bewitches me. And so when reality doesn't live up to fantasy, it crushes me. I wallow in the muck of my disappointment. It's impossible to see clearly when I'm covered by mud. And so I miss things—the thoughtfulness of friends and family, the irrepressible joy of children, the magic of each new day.
Something in the air... Something in my heart sings. Wake up. Don't be dazzled by stardust. Open your eyes to reality. Your life is a blessing; cherish it.
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