This has pretty much been my mantra for the past several months. I’ve come to somewhat despise my imagination, as it keep weaving these wholly engrossing moments, conversations and events . . . which are pure fiction.

Does anyone else agree with that statement? I’m beginning to think that the optimistic view of the modern world which had led to an emphasis upon positive reinforcement has led to unrealistic expectations in life. Also that internet porn has given us unrealistic expectations of sex. That last one wasn’t my own observation, but rather one that I heard a few years back. Though I can see their point. Probably not really the time or place to go into that.