I want you to read my words and understand that the fantasy world I create isn’t out of sanctuary, but rather accessory. The world around us, despite our worst efforts, continues to be filled with raw material proving our fallacy and inadequacy. That we are no more than the animals we do our best to segregate from our identity. We kill as animals do, we reproduce as animals do, we act on self-propelled instincts as they do. We love to think we are so far above the world around us, that we are experiencing it rather than apart of it. Here is your reminder to live in the real world. I may write fiction, but there is a time and a place. Put the phone down, put the daydreams away, bookmark your page, and go live in the world, not just on it.