fiction becomes reality.

all of us. all of us are writers. writers of our own fictions. fictions that we imagine and create. imagine and create inside our minds. in our minds, where we build our own world. a world full of ideas and dreams that will come true. or not.

i have made a lot of fictions. different stories that i want to happen. i have imagined myself being in love, being happy. i always daydream of travelling to a lot of places, places that has never been touched by men. some undiscovered places, some place far from home. i think of winning. of achieving awards. of making myself proud that i was able to that, making my family and friends proud of me. i think of doing what i want. to sing, dance, read my favorite books, take beautiful pictures. i want to skydive. to swim without a life vest on. to ride a hot air balloon. to surf. to skinny dip. to live near the beach. to have a simple home. to be alone. to earn money, and save them. to buy the things that i want. to enjoy. i imagine myself to have my own anime characters, to have pokemons as my pets. i imagine that i will be meeting someone someday. someone that i will accept me. someone who shall see at my best, even when im at my worst.

someone. somewhere. something. i have written a lot of fictions. but they are all imaginations. i sometimes think that they have already happened. that i have already experienced them, ironic. i pretend to know the feeling, but i don't. fake memories. ideal. unreal. i sometimes think that it's impossible. impossible to make these fictions real. impossible for i don't see any hint they may happen. i think. i imagine. it's just all in the mind. but never became real.

i always think, of when will my fictions become reality. how long will i wait? how long shall i strive? how long. will i imagine? how. will i make it real?

hanggang sa muli, masugid na mambabasa. :)