You ever find art, that when you look at, is so weirdly appealing that the knowledge it isn’t real causes an uncomfortable knot of mild anxiety?

So, for myself I often feel envy and desire clash. Like I wish so much that I could be as beautiful and perpetually youthful as all these lovely waifus. To live their lives and have the freedom to explore their worlds. *Mind you there are characters and stories that I enjoy where i would want to keep certain elements cemented in fantasy.

There is a juxtaposition between comfortable and uncomfortable as it being not real is that fantasy is not cemented in reality, so you’re free to imagine a fantasy life. But also, you know you will never truly have it and must experience it all through a medium.