Most of me thinks that reading fantasy as a child was the most wonderful thing I could have done for...

Most of me thinks that reading fantasy as a child was the most wonderful thing I could have done for my youth and for my creativity. But a small part of me still gets this jarring feeling on occasion where I think about my real like and think: wait… real life is this? This is real life and not that. And it’s just a brief shock of disappointment.