When I daydream I become a skinchanger. I'm no longer limited by the restraints of my body, instead, I can drift free through the air and become anything-a building, an animal, another person.
The bounds of reality don't apply anymore, extending to the endless sky or the endless sea.
Daydreaming reminds me of creating things in the DromEd game editor-the sky seems to go on forever, until you bang your head on the ceiling.
Daydreaming is exploration of the mind that's limited due to the physical restraints of the shell we're born in.
You can kill a man with your mind, but it does not physically happen in real life. Some people think they can turn their thoughts into wine, but most people without a mental disorder can see the boundary between reality and the unreal.
I like to think that anything you can think of and dream does, indeed, exist, because it exists in your mind. That doesn't make me crazy, right? Right.
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