Its a pretty difficult life without dreams. Thats one problem right now.
Another interesting stuff is fantasy. Just skip into the other world when you are pretty much bored of the real one. And my fantasies during my teens were more related to utopian worlds. Fantasy without much fun. But these days i am going back to a child's mentality. Reading harry porter and getting into fantasy stuff like that. Just a try, didnt touch me much, though i would say i dreamt of a flying horse. Books are good things. The books i like has a world in it which welcomes me to join it as a spectator. I enjoy the drama, the gentle emotions and the beautiful surroundings in those places. But thats not it, isnt it. Books must be there which talk more than about the society and human relations. Either i havent tried them yet, or i have avoided the parts which goes deeper than the normal stuff.
I have this friend, who has been smitten with thougths of life. He keeps thinking, reading philosophy, arguing with himself. He hasnt got a fellow friend who thinks in the same level. So sometimes he turns to me, and he will use me just as a listener. I dont have much sync with his thoughts either, or as i said before, just ignores most of them. The last time i went home, and met him, we talked, and i saw that he is coming back to us from the idea that he was talking to me at levels that i can understand. He seems to moderate himself, or restrict his thoughts. Anyway i dont know whether thats a good thing or bad. I wont be going deep into any of the stuff as long as i have some thing like a job to engage me.