Ever get your head wrapped around the idea of something so unreal, that when it becomes reality, you realize that what you wanted never existed? You build it up so much that whenever you think about it, your mood instantly improves, the day seems easier, and you think that you’re on top of the world. 

Your mind gets so attached to the idea of something, that it overlooks the reality of the matter (They should put this shit in Inception). To be honest, it really fucking blows. Should you be mad or upset? Or should you blame yourself for doing or not doing something? Everything in life happens for a reason, and if one accepts that as truth, then there are no such things as wrong decisions. And that’s what really bugs me. You never know who to blame :P