Today was scary. It was one of those rare but intense daydreaming days for me. I spent 15 hours lying in bed, sleeping and daydreaming. The only thing I ate was a small sandwich at 5pm. I didn't even want to eat. I looked as if I had all the symptoms of depression, except that I was having an extremely delightful time in my head. I’m glad I’m not like this all the time, but it truly scares me afterwards. Am I the only one who has daydreamed to this extreme?
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