Sometimes I forget that I’m real

I’m not just character in a story

My existence has consequences

I can feel the sun and rain and wind

My boots sink into the mud and my hands pluck dandelions from the dirt

I leave behind footprints wherever I go

I change things

I can change the world around me

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This was a strange realization to have. As who loves to live in the worlds I create in my mind, I have the tendency to forget that I exist outside borders.

But as great as those worlds are, I can’t forget that I’m alive right here and now.

Until next time x