I’ve indulged all my escapist dreams. I’m here, away from everyone, living it up. Being a selfish and antisocial git.

Rural and traditional escapism. That’s my angle. Places and events where we are free to relax and be ourselves, where nobody tells us to hurry along or conform or grow up. Somewhere we can properly live.

If we spend enough time dreaming, then the dream might eventually become real.

Dreams free us from normality. Daydreams, especially, take us somewhere between the real world and the dream world.

As the daydreams grew longer, the distinction between what was real and what was imaginary grew less. Soon I existed in a blissful world of my own creation.

Have courage to go your own way and fulfil the dreams that are unique and important to you.