Have you ever been so incredibly bored with the realities of your own life that you create an entirely new one up? In your head of course. You adopt ideas and elements from movies, shows that you’re interested in and make the world in those yours.

Now this is coming from personal experience, and maybe I’m strange but perhaps I’m not the only one either. When I stare off into the distance or become distracted and disinterested, I’m most likely lost in my own world again. A world that reflects whatever my current interest in. Following the release of the Avengers? I’m part of it, just as badass as Black Widow (but no one could really reach that level, obviously.) Big Hero 6? I’m one of the “science geeks” of San Fransokyo. I have a habit of incorporating whatever it is I’m currently fancying into the plot of this world of mine; it might be the reason I get so invested into my shows. The danger of this, I’m learning, is that reality will never be nearly as appealing as the joys of your own imagination. When you’re forced to come back to the real world, it’s boring and bland and colorless. In short, you’re rarely satisfied. In your own mind you control time. What you accomplish, how do you, and when you do. Reality is filled with uncertainty and variables that you can never truly control. Guilty pleasure to an odd level, huh?

Whether I’m just an oddity or if there’s others out there like me, the limits of our imagination sure stretch farther than I ever thought possible. It might not be such a good idea to be living in a separate world at times, but entertaining it couldn’t possibly be awful, could it?