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Is she real?

The day started as most of my days start. It was normal in every sense: woke up at the usual time; did the usual morning routines; and I was on the train, on my way to work.

While on the train, I glanced around, and caught sight of a man and a woman holding hands. It suddenly dawned on me that I had forgotten if I was attached.

Did I just hold a girl’s hand yesterday, or no?

I quickly scanned through whatever thoughts I had of having a girlfriend, and realised that I couldn’t be a hundred percent sure if she was real or was just a part of my imagination.

Then the phone buzzed: she had just sent me a text message!

She exists!

I read the message and put the phone in my pocket.

Two minutes later, I wondered again if she was real.

Categories: Existentialism Love

Donn Lee

I love to read and write. Professionally, data science, technology, and sales ops are my thing. In my non-professional life, I aspire quite simply to be a good person, and encourage others to do the same. For those who care, I test as INFJ in the MBTI.

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