How many lives do we live…? Reality is the most unreal thing. We can not see reality by living inside it. Once you step outside, all the other lives you live become unreal. We live many lives.

This weekend, I took my motorcycle for a long road-trip. God, I was in love – with my motorcycle, with the roads, with that open exploration, that feeling.
The other reality – my studies, workouts, meditations – everything seemed unreal to me.
I met some friends, we chilled out in a cafe – in that reality, other realities seemed unreal – even my road-trip reality too.

What was special? In these previous 3 days, I have been through many novel experiences, and every reality was a stark different to every other reality – as if I am changing from white to black and black to orange and orange to teal.

They say cats have seven lives. That may be true. But we have so many lives. Every life is a reality. And every reality is not really real.

Adios…