Resolutions, evolutions, revolutions, dissolutions. Man, when do we stop to breathe, to feel, to love? Sing, dance, read, paint, smoke, yell, curse, laugh, forgive, wail, smile, lose weight, have sex, lots of it, dream about rainbows, and last but not least, love yourself. Stop trying to please everyone. Be yourself. Come on. Courage. Let it be with everything. All that is abandoned, forgotten. Always. Time doesn't forgive and life doesn't wait for you. May your life be like spring from now on. Mom, you burned the milk.
(Translated by Mălina Ioana Butaru / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In January 2022, the group has 7.830 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
