Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
This has probably been already said, but I got to thinking about it just now.
From what I know about brains, they need to be stimulated in order to work right, and if they're not stimulated enough, they make up interesting stuff (a.k.a. 'hallucinate').
Now, as you all can probably imagine, a life in which every day sucks all the same to the point where you start having trouble tracking time, not to mention that you hate it all, is bound to feel boring as hell. And when nothing exciting or even decent happens, what choice do you have but make things up? Hence, daydreaming.
I can confirm this, give me something to do that is actually worth doing and I'll stop daydreaming immediately without thinking twice. Anyone else feeling this way?