Living life outside of one’s head isn’t an easy process. I say process because that’s exactly what it is. It’s not as easy to unplug yourself from your emotions or turn off your brain from thinking. All it takes to lose yourself in a daydream is a single thought.
The imagination is powerful in how it creates a world for you. A world where you’re its God and everything bends to your will. Who wouldn’t want to live in a world like that? Reality is bleak and depressing that makes you feel small and inferior for simply existing.
I want to live in the fantasy. Lose myself in a dream made up of peace and clarity. Isn’t this the reason why we can imagine things anyway? I want to be in control. In my head, everything makes sense and has a place. No more do I want to explain anything. Just let things be and not feel like I have to find the meaning of any of it.
What I imagine comes with no instruction manual. I can just create from nothing and make anything. Everything I am is understood. My imagination doesn’t come with a permission slip either. I don’t have to listen to other people’s opinions on anything I’m doing. People will mind their own business while I enjoy mine. And I become the solitude I’ve been looking for.