Opiate

Livin’ in two different worlds.

As a writer sometime I always feel like livin’ in two different worlds (btw, d’ya see that? I combined ‘sometime’ and ‘always’ in one sentence… lol). Well, between fiction and reality. When I do write for a very long day continuously, I feel like im livin’ in fiction world. I will flying back in reality when I do pray, eat, or, go to bathroom. Sleeping? Yes, im still in fiction world. I do think about the story and noreckon with my own life.

Live in fiction world feels so… yummy! Like when you take some drugs or alcohol then you ‘fly’ because of it—but in a positive feel. Just like watching people doing their activities, facing their problem, and finding out the way out in a grey situation. You can touching it by your finger, eyes, skin, body, ears, and stay in it like in peacefully world—though it’s not really peacefull. You’ll find the bitternes reality of life when you type ‘the-end’. Believe me. I always felt that feeling. Because what you have to do next is editing—and it’s in a very different emotion than writing it.

Fortunately, my parents understood when im starting drowning in fiction atmosphere. Sitting and typing a thousand words for hours. My Mum just only said, ‘would you mind to stop your activitiy and start having dinner (or lunch) for a while?’

Well, fiction atmosphere and the livin’ activities in it just like an opiate, if you know what I mean ;)

Ps: why do I lost my English (speak or write) capability? My fingers just got confused while typin’ in English. Poor me. How do I missed myself when in junior and senior high school. (talking or writing in) English just like my daily food—did it easily

Ps 2: i don't know why, recently i love to read about Neil Gaiman and start realize that he's very cute (omg, cute? lol. im not a teenager anymore--and the 'cute' isn't the suitable word for him)