When I was younger, I used to fall asleep daydreaming. I'd think, imagine if... and I would live a different life in my head before I fell asleep. 

I don't know if it's just life, or Singapore, or something else, but people seem to stop dreaming. I know I did. I don't know when other things became more important, and I focused on reality and stopped letting my imagination run. I don't think it's altogether a bad thing but maybe once in a while, five minutes a day, or before I sleep, it's still a good thing to do. Because isn't there more to life? Weren't we given these capabilities for a reason?