To be a daydreamer is a curse and a gift. Daydreaming means I tend to drift off and not focus at tasks at hand, and I feel most a t home in a dreamlike state. Daydreaming seems to be counter to being an adult and taking things seriously. But then it's beneficial to have an imagination ready at hand, it makes problem solving on the fly easier, which is great for both my work and my art.
To be focused is to be present, yet I am not. I am a floating point. My wishes and desires take me away and I have to deal with the cold reality that fucking with people's emotions hurts everyone.
So here I am unfocused, drifting between past and future regrets and desires. But then I have travelled well and have lots of shinny things to put in my memory boxes.