From the Bspot|Here, Chicken|Originally Posted August 11, 2009
Have you ever had an invisible friend? Or further still, an invisible life? A life that only you and a few others know about, that many of your most loved ones don’t, or can’t even imagine, exists. Summer is about to end. Next week, an old reality will set back in as my other life returns. A life where I’m a little girl again; not little as in ‘young’, but little as in being denied the responsibility which comes with the practical meaning of freedom. But until then, I’ll be feeding my invisible chicken, feasting on their invisible eggs and enjoying my invisible life.