It's FRIDAY! That means it's time for another 'Five Minute Friday' where as, our hostess, and inspiration, The Gypsy Mama, puts it, we write "For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not."
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Now...for today's assignment...
I'm afraid I'm opening my inner self up a little too much here...but here goes...
Real. Sometimes...I'm not sure that I even know what the word means. I can remember asking people over the years if they ever felt like they weren't real...because that's how I feel most of the time...like I'm not even real...and they look at me like I'm crazy. All but one has said, "No"...they've never felt that way and they can't understand. (after looking up the definition online) "Real" - "Actually existing as a thing or occurring in fact; not imagined or supposed." It's strange. So many times in my life I've felt that every one and every thing around me is real...but not me. Does anyone else here ever feel like that?