“Only in dreams was I venturesome, while in reality I instinctively quailed before the future. […]
I unconsciously decided to be content for the time being with the world of dreams,
in which I alone was master, in which there were only temptations and joys, and where misfortune, if it were admitted at all, played only a passive, evanescent role necessary for the delicious contrasts and unexpected turns of fate that led to the happy endings of all my enthralling, imaginary romances.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, “Netochka Nezvanova”
I sometimes have days like these.
I’ll just be in my head…..