An imagination was a curse in a few ways. There were times when you were so wrapped in your dreams you can’t see reality, only a muddled and
imperfect version of your ideals. Many times you create a story of love and friendship only for it to never happen. Hope you always build
during these delusions breaks down from something as simple as the quiz you didn’t study for to the confession your crush will never witness.
Creativity whirrs the brain into fantasies that are never realized and the sinking feeling of failure and bitter hopelessness are the only things left.