If I wanted to be real then I'd find myself an ugly woman. Have little ugly children with her that resemble reality. Get a job. Get married. Masturbate at two in the morning about my wife being asleep. Go to work early to catch up on boredom. Have friends. Get divorced. Masturbate about getting divorced. Eat bread. Listen to pop music. Buy a gun. Masturbate about shooting my boss or my ex wife. Take a shit. Go to the supermarket and purchase lettuce for a nice salad on sunday. Have an opinion on economics. Masturbate about finance. Have a sock drawer. Smile in public. Talk to strangers at the bus stop about how the bus driver is always late. Masturbate about how the bus driver is always late. Get a tattoo of Jim Morrison. Find myself in India. Learn Russian. Teach English abroad. Murder my children. Write prose.