I live in my own world.
I like it.
I fill it up with all manners of beautiful imagery, songs, and imaginary dialogues.
But I also realize that the more comfortably I am ensconced in this space, the more reality starts to look really unappealing. Music videos like the one below shouldn't exist for the reason that they set impossibly high standards that no ordinary life scenario can ever hope to beat. Still, I know I'll watch it in the confines of my bedroom a dozen of times, and file it neatly into the mental folder labeled
Dream Scenarios For Mate & Me.
Yeah, except said Mate does not exist. Sad, I know.