I knew better. But suddenly, I feel like I am a big time idiot.
Imagination and reality just don't fit together. When
you imagine things, you love it because it is yours and it cost nothing. But when reality comes knocking at the door of
imagination, it starts breaking apart. It will fall into pieces. The biggest
fear stays in you, you'll give up on imagining thereafter because you'll always
have that feeling that it will get weaker and break down sooner or later.
