snake.

i woke up this morning to the sound of people talking outside my bedroom window.

"do you guys have a toy snake?"
"yeah, i think we do."
"cause i can't tell if this snake is real or not."
"....yeah, our toy snake definitely doesn't look like that."

needless to say, that is when i got out of bed. i peeked my head out of the window and saw three people standing there: my dad, my mom, and my neighbor. they were all staring at a spot on the ground underneath the barbecue grill, so i turned my head and directed my gaze similarly. lo and behold, there lay the snake that caught their attention. i stared at it for a while, wondering how on earth a snake could end up here. then, enter neighbor number two.

"what's everybody staring at?"
"there's a snake right there!"
"where?!"
"underneath the grill. how do we get rid of it?"
"wait that thing? oh, uh. that's travis' toy."
"......"

so it turns out the snake was really just a toy. but i just kept staring at it. for some reason, i really really wanted that snake to be real. maybe because i had already believed it was real in the first place. so i kept staring. i stared and i stared as if my eyes could somehow make it come alive. it actually did look very lifelike. but it's kind of like how your imagination plays tricks on you sometimes. like when you're out somewhere and you catch a glimpse of someone and you think it's someone you know. you just keep looking and the more you look the more it looks like them because its what you wanna see. but then they turn around and you realize it's not them and you just wasted fifteen seconds of your life. well the snake never did come alive so my morning was only exciting for a while.

but, man... if the world were filled with things from my imagination...