real life

five minute fridays. we write for five, and only five, minutes. no editing, no overthinking, no backtracking. linking up with the gypsy mama.

the word

REAL LIFE.


now GO...

i'm on a Gilmore Girls obsession lately. 

i think it's because i've been dreaming on this concept of real life. once again, planned before i put fingers to keys. 

i sit and watch this show, mother and daughter with all this quirk and all this mischief

and all that reality that modern television likes to obsess upon in an awkward and overbearing way. 

real life is becoming something a bit too false.

reality television? all connections being over social networking and nothing face-to-face? chained to the desktop, unable to branch out and up and forward.

i love my blog. 

i love those dear brothers and sisters that i have added to my family through this simple typed medium. i love my facebook and twitter, two ways in which i can connect with those who have gone from home to uni in two steps without looking back. 

but i love my family doubly so.

my mother's tender hugs, 

my father's volumous laughter in my ear. 

food on my tongue when shared with my sister, 

coffee steam hot in my face at a social moment with a friend. 

tears in my eyes and love in my heart as we commune face-to-face.

this is real life. 

found online, found in the heart, found when joined heart-to-heart and then again. 

mix the two.

you'll find common ground.