It happened slowly. He began to take the occasional day off of work and live as another person, the person he wanted to be, the person he had tried to deny for all those years. On such days he didn't leave the house but wrote about his dream until he could feel it becoming reality, a different life a different person than he had ever shown people before. Someone had once told him "If you can imagine something then you can make it happen", and he saw it now. His days in this world were getting shorter. His old persona was dropping away. He was spending more and more time as he really knew himself to be and when they wrote to him he simply laughed. They had terminated his employment yada yadayada. They had made the decision for him. The next time he entered their world it would be as a very different person than he'd seemed before.
His days in this world were getting shorter. His old persona was dropping away. He was spending more and more time as he really knew himself to be and when they wrote to him he simply laughed. They had terminated his employment yada yadayada. They had made the decision for him. The next time he entered their world it would be as a very different person than he'd seemed before.
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