Moving from Fantasising to Having

Growing up, I didn’t get on well with the other kids around me, so I spent a lot of my time in the school yard, walking by myself, daydreaming.

I don’t remember what I used to dream of then but I do know that the habit stuck with me.

All through my adulthood, as a big walker, I spent hours a day in fantasy as I was getting from a to b.

Dreaming of a life, where I was rich and influential as a creative with my own business. Confident and at ease in all situations. Having hot s/ex, travelling the world and in a loving relationship.

These fantasies were a wonderful escape, and a source of huge inspiration but the drawback was that the contrast between my fantasy life and my real life was stark.