the gap

I love my imagination.
It has served me well for a long time.
Taking me away from uncomfortable situations.
Flowering up dull ones.
ect.

but I never have stopped trying to make reality resemble the inside of my head in some way.

I suppose this what most people do when trying to build their reality.
However, when you factor other people and their version of things..
Shit gets messy.

Sometimes I get scared I'm going to go crazy. Honestly, I shouldn't even use that term because it doesn't paint the picture. What I'm saying is .. sometimes the inside of my head is so vibrant that I really feel the possibility of getting lost there. and it frightens me how tempting it can be.

Now, I realize that at some point this gap can be bridged.
and reality is amazingly awesome.
I am just scared of other people.
and their version of the truth.