Dreams are better than reality

I wonder why I can't be happy for long. I wonder why is happiness so short in my life. I wonder why I must take things for granted. I wonder why I must feel pessimistic most of the time. I wonder why I can't stop myself from thinking negatively.

I think I know why I love to sleep. I think the best thing that ever happen to me is to be able to dream. I think dreaming will be what I always like to do. It is the happiest thing that I can ever think of. Dreaming is also the most powerful gift that I ever possess. I can dream whatever I want and feel like doing whatever I like to do. Though sometimes sad or scary, when I wake up everything is like a reset, all restarted and changed.

Reality is never like that. There're lots of things and people involved even if I want a reset. Even if there's a reset, I can never go back to initial where I want to be or regretted to be. That's reality.

That's why I love to sleep and dream. I think I should just sleep and dream on... Maybe waking up is too much of a chore...