Escape artists! Gather!

No, I don't mean Houdini wanna-be guys who undo handcuffs. I mean you here on DV that make me jealous with your fantasy stories of lucid dreamery. You who fall asleep and have your own not-so-little worlds to land in.

What of you? Who condemns you in life for this escapism? Who dares to call your bluff in your dreams? Could you tell me just how much more desirable your dream-realm is than the consistent world you must wake up to?

It is the Great Fantasy, and I wish to never wake from it. Do you?