How often is this your rationalisation?
For some, it’s regular, but apologetic. For others, it’s become second nature.
After all, the “real world” is the thing that keeps us feed, clothed, and housed – isn’t it?
These are the “real world” when many people say the words.
But not to me.
To me, these things are the fictitious world. The world we create for ourselves.
So what is real, and what is fiction?
Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.
These are the “real” world.
Not the one that so many aspire to. But real.
What’s your reality? These, or something else?