Real, Not Real

It is still easy for me to get caught up in the apparent crises and conflicts of the world. It’s so easy to start taking myself seriously again, and getting upset, instead of just seeing the humor in the situation and giggling, as I usually do, but that’s part of being human, too, getting caught up in the melodrama of the movie we’re all performing in. Sometimes it feels real, but thankfully, sooner or later that moment comes when even I can’t handle the absurdity any longer and I smile or screech hysterically. It all comes back to an awareness that this “reality” is just not real, and why should it be? There’s that word again, “real,” a “really” important word.