It's a Wonderful World

I realised that i'm interminably living in my own little fantasy world, a world where everything is as i want it to be. perfect. Here, i am contented. Here, i can't stop grinning to myself. here is where i want to be because i love it here.

yet, sometimes i try to pull myself out of this surreal world which i've created. i remind myself that this is not how my life really is and that those things that i want so badly will, sadly, never cross the line to reality.

So, I shouldn't keep fooling myself. or should I?

Is living in a fantasy, living in my dreams and hopes, such a bad thing? after all, it's what keeps me going everyday. well, most days at least. those days when i'm in the 'real' world, i'd feel melancholy. and it's those days when life seems so dreary and bleak.

when things don't go our way, when what we wish for never arrives, when shit happens, should we retreat into our make belief world where everything is peachy? or should we just grit our teeth and bear with the real world in which we'll never be satiated?

i choose the former. if it gives some semblance of the life that i hope for and more importantly, if it makes me happy, i'd rather just keep on living in my fantasies.

All i want is to wake up with a smile on my face everyday. that can't be wrong.