Day 166

Daydreaming is an important component of my psychological makeup. That sounds so childish and I’m already wincing in embarrassment as I write this, but it’s true. Maybe it’s because I’m an only child and oftentimes had only my mind as entertainment or because I read so much or because it was an escape from difficult situations. All I know is that I panic if I am unable to easily slip into that world.

Is that weird? I’m pretty sure it’s weird.