Day dreaming, fantasy, magical places isn't reality. I've been told there just stories. That is what they are. It helps to keep our sanity in check. It isn't all so bad imagination builds character gives us something we've never had. Without it what would you do? Day dreaming is my place. I'm happy with joy dancing with no care in the world. It's my place of wonder no racing thoughts just me and my happy place. Fantasy is a spell I'm under. Magical with clouds as thick as marshmallow. I like it here then I come back to earth. Dang reality! I'm going to stick to my own reality where unicorns live, fairies sprinkle dust of sparkle. It's where I want to be in my own reality.