Have you ever thought of wanting to be someone else? Someone - whose life is clearly more extraordinary than yours; whose life is more exciting than yours; whose life is totally different from yours. I do - most of the time.
Why?
I have no idea. Probably it's the effect of watching too many movies when young. Or maybe it's the desire to get out of the continous cycle of routines. Or it's simply for the sake of being bored with the life I have now. Whatever it is, there are times, well most of the times, I wondered how nice it would be to live an investigator's life, like Sherlock Holmes, or a life of a wealthy man's daughter.
Desire is a strange feeling, yet the strongest and hard to deny emotion of all emotions. It usually stems from an innocent wish to make a change in one's life and then percepting the result of that change as something good, or even better. The perception churns to become something more wonderful when it is mixed with imagination. Soon, perception and imagination becomes one, and it slowly seeps into the other part of the mind which fights hard to keep the logical sense in a person. Once the yearning for a change develops into desire, the result of the change is already perceived as reality. No longer does the person fights reality to face it; instead, he flees from it into his own imagination, which he perceived as 'reality'.
What the heck.
What am I writing? I am not sure. But I do believe that a little desire and perception doesn't harm a person much. Does it not? I mean, a little want and need of a change in life may grow into aspirations and ambitions. With a bit of nuturing and constant weeding to keep it from astray, desires and perception can someday become dreams. And fulfiling dreams is something that nourishes the spirit of us beings; keeping us alive and well, and let the desire to live burn strong.
