Reality, Man…

It takes a lot out of me. There’s stuff like clothes you’ve got to put on, feet you need to try not smack into bed frames and chairs, a body that needs water to drink, food to eat, but not too much food, especially the foods you like, and air you’ve got to breathe. So many fricking things you have to remember. Like how things are solid. Like walls. Walls you shouldn’t walk into. And pavement. Pavement you shouldn’t trip on and fall into head first. Stuff like that all the time. It’s exhausting. I really don’t know how you humans do it.

He once was a tree that sat behind a red-light. He wasn't happy with that existence so he jumped onto the page of one of my notebooks.

He once was a tree that sat behind a red-light. He wasn’t happy with that existence so he jumped onto the page of one of my notebooks.

I tried to make him look more "normal." I'm trying to deal with reality, but it really just doesn't work for me.

I tried to make him look sort of “normal.” I’m trying to deal with reality, but it really doesn’t work for me.

So, I think I’ll just cruise on by reality. Yeah, I’ll just skip the turn-off at “Reality.” Drive past it and head right into, well, my world. The place where anything is possible, except reality….

Freddie Vroom-Vroom always cruises by reality, seeking adventure and fantasy to the extreme.

Freddie Vroom-Vroom always cruises by reality, seeking adventure and fantasy to the extreme.

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